~Genre: Fiction, mystery and fantasia :) Sorry for the mishap, fixed it!~
Chapter 34
A way of escape
Though I wanted to scream and fight, it was of no use, if we really were far away I’d just be making useless noises. Jess had taken everything out of my pockets, my phone, money, all that stuff. But she was merciful enough to give me entertainment, a tv stood on the far corner of the basement, it was on the news channel, and I kept it there for a daily update.
It was worse than I thought.
Mom’s still being treated in the hospital, while dad has disappeared as well, and us girl’s are being reported missing too. How they said it made it seem like my dad kidnapped all us girl’s, and who knows, it’s horrible. People are freaking out, when a sister of a murdered girl is missing, and her friends are too, including the dad of the victim, it spikes up chaos in your hometown.
Unable to watch, I turn off the tv, and lay on the floor. Rubbing my aching temples, I think of all that’s happened in the past few years, how I told Jess everything. Telling her how I was going to solve the murder of my sister, she had believed me when I said I had visions, she was there for me. And all along she was the one that had killed her, it hurts the most, I never thought she’s betray me or Dorothy like this.
But, I still loved her, she may be a wacko or something, but I want to help her. I want to save her before it’s too late and she’s gone forever. She’s one of my best friends and she always will be, but I’m starting to wonder if I knew her at all.
I think we were in a normal house, which is kind of creepy in the middle of a forest in nowhere. I wonder if this is Jess’s sanctuary, and then I wondered if this is the forest she chased Dorothy through, and a chilling sensation made me believe I was correct.
I remember when Jess went straight to me when Dorothy was missing, and held me when I cried when Dorothy was found. I remember how I vowed to never take anything for granted, spending extra time with Jess and never leaving her behind.
Jess never showed any emotion of guiltiness or shock, she was either good at hiding her emotions, or she never really cared at all. It was even worse of how much Jess’s plan worked, I spent much mais time with her than I would’ve if Dorothy was still alive. It hurt how crazy I fell for it, Jess was the perfect mastermind. She fooled everyone.
I just couldn’t think of anything painful, everything was crashing down. Meredith her cronies, Serache, and I were stuck in this cabine stranded in nowhere. If only I could find something to get out, but I couldn’t think of anything. So instead I resorted to feeling any vibes off the items here, there had to be something.
I put my hand on the ground and took a deep breath, there I could feel what was on the ground, there was the tv, a little sofa, a dresser, barely anything, but as I moved my hand mais I felt something else. A key.
I walked over to the dresser, beding on my knees and letting my hand feel it’s way through the darkness. Trying to contain my shreiks as I felt something crawl over my hand, I found a tarnished key, very small, and very useful.
Carefully, I picked it up and studied it a bit more, it could work.
Now all I had to do is wait.
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Chapter 34
A way of escape
Though I wanted to scream and fight, it was of no use, if we really were far away I’d just be making useless noises. Jess had taken everything out of my pockets, my phone, money, all that stuff. But she was merciful enough to give me entertainment, a tv stood on the far corner of the basement, it was on the news channel, and I kept it there for a daily update.
It was worse than I thought.
Mom’s still being treated in the hospital, while dad has disappeared as well, and us girl’s are being reported missing too. How they said it made it seem like my dad kidnapped all us girl’s, and who knows, it’s horrible. People are freaking out, when a sister of a murdered girl is missing, and her friends are too, including the dad of the victim, it spikes up chaos in your hometown.
Unable to watch, I turn off the tv, and lay on the floor. Rubbing my aching temples, I think of all that’s happened in the past few years, how I told Jess everything. Telling her how I was going to solve the murder of my sister, she had believed me when I said I had visions, she was there for me. And all along she was the one that had killed her, it hurts the most, I never thought she’s betray me or Dorothy like this.
But, I still loved her, she may be a wacko or something, but I want to help her. I want to save her before it’s too late and she’s gone forever. She’s one of my best friends and she always will be, but I’m starting to wonder if I knew her at all.
I think we were in a normal house, which is kind of creepy in the middle of a forest in nowhere. I wonder if this is Jess’s sanctuary, and then I wondered if this is the forest she chased Dorothy through, and a chilling sensation made me believe I was correct.
I remember when Jess went straight to me when Dorothy was missing, and held me when I cried when Dorothy was found. I remember how I vowed to never take anything for granted, spending extra time with Jess and never leaving her behind.
Jess never showed any emotion of guiltiness or shock, she was either good at hiding her emotions, or she never really cared at all. It was even worse of how much Jess’s plan worked, I spent much mais time with her than I would’ve if Dorothy was still alive. It hurt how crazy I fell for it, Jess was the perfect mastermind. She fooled everyone.
I just couldn’t think of anything painful, everything was crashing down. Meredith her cronies, Serache, and I were stuck in this cabine stranded in nowhere. If only I could find something to get out, but I couldn’t think of anything. So instead I resorted to feeling any vibes off the items here, there had to be something.
I put my hand on the ground and took a deep breath, there I could feel what was on the ground, there was the tv, a little sofa, a dresser, barely anything, but as I moved my hand mais I felt something else. A key.
I walked over to the dresser, beding on my knees and letting my hand feel it’s way through the darkness. Trying to contain my shreiks as I felt something crawl over my hand, I found a tarnished key, very small, and very useful.
Carefully, I picked it up and studied it a bit more, it could work.
Now all I had to do is wait.
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This is a poem I came up with
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
you said you'd always amor me
a rope of amor wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
you took my coração and played with it
and now my coração does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish you had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at you
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain you gave me and make a different pain stronger.
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
you said you'd always amor me
a rope of amor wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
you took my coração and played with it
and now my coração does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish you had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at you
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain you gave me and make a different pain stronger.
