by Debbie

Not A Fairy Tale

June 22, 2012 in Dovie's Blog

Dear, Peter

I haven’t heard from you in a while are you okay? Your dad is not responding either. I am scared. I keep seeing him everywhere. He following me again. Where are you? Are you okay? I am think he’s going to attack this time. Please respond.

Love you, Acelynn

Dear, Acelynn

You haven’t met me yet, but you will soon. If you want to see your friend again follow everything I tell you do. First, put down the gun you don’t poor Peter to get hurt now do you? Now, I want to drive to the Down Town Park, I think you familiar with this place. Then I want you to go to the old tree house. Wait there until you get a text with further instruction.

Dear, Peter

What have you done to him and his family! I mean it if you hurt him any more then I am thinking you have I will call the FBI.

Dear, Acelynn

Oh, I know about all about your Uncle in the FBI. He will not be able to help right now. He is temporarily busy doing something else. Now do what I asked you or Peter will be slowly bleeding to his death.

When I get to the park no one is there. I go straight to the tree house right when I get there I get a text.

I see you but you do not see me. Think quick or you will be hurt. Where was the first place you met your dad?

I didn’t even have to think. I ran start for my car. I drove straight for Berry’s Ice Cream Shop. When I got I took a seat and looked around closely for any sign Peter might have left. Then a waiter came up to me and handed me a note. I looked at the handwriting it was Peters. He wrote it in our secret language. It said

He is tricking you. Do play his game. Go to the Homeland Garden Inn. We are there. Just remember stay strong and keep your mind clear. Don’t let the flash backs get in your way.
 

 I started to cry. I couldn’t help it. I had to get over there. I got  text.

Very good. Now go home and check your kitchen.

I started to think. Why would he want me to go back home. I thought for a moment then realized my little brother got home from practice 5 minutes ago. I was speeding not even caring. I picked up my phone and dialed 9-1-1 it was a 20 minute drive to my from the ice cream shop. I told them that it was him that he was back and he had my little brother.

Wait! I slammed on my breaks. He only playing me. He could be moving Peter right now. I will let police handle it. I made a sharp U-turn and sped off toward the Inn.

The inn was in sight. When I got to the turn it blew up. I came to a screeching halt. I couldn’t move. Tears were running down my face. I get a text.

You think I didn’t see you reading that message. Funny come to were house on the other side of town if you want to fight.

It took nearly 40 minutes to get there even speeding. When I got there a side door was open. I snuck in. I heard someone talking. It was peter!!!!! I couldn’t make out what he was saying. I moved towards his voice. I hid behind some crates Peter was sitting on the floor. The  man who had been following me was taping his mouth his was Adam he was 20 something. I texted my mom to call 9-1-1, and tell them to come quietly to the were house.

I came out into the light. “Waiting for me?”

“Ah, Acelynn. How nice to see you again.”

“I don’t know if I can say the same.”

“I am here let him go.”

“That depends will you stay with me? Not fight?” I looked at Peter he was shaking his head no. I couldn’t leave him to die.

“Yes, but I get to talk to Peter for 5 minutes.”

“Deal.”

I ran to Peter and untied his arms. He pulled the tape off his mouth. He hugged me and started at me, “No you can’t. You can’t go with him. No.”

“I will be fine. Don’t worry about me. I will work it out.” Then out of no where he kissed me. After the kiss he sprang up and tackled Adam. Peter screamed at me to run. I ran as fast as could just as i got out the door I heard a gun shot. I ran harder. When I got to the fence the cops just got there. “Their over there! There was gun shot please my friend was in there. Please!”

I passed out.

I woke up in the hospital. i started to panic. Was he still out there. Just then Peter came running into the room. “Are you okay? I felt that you scared.”

He came over and kissed me. I smacked him. “Ow! What was that for?”

“Why did you kiss me?”

“Why not.”

“I thought you were dead.”

“I know.”

“Why didn’t yell my name when you got out of the building?”

“I did. You just didn’t here me.”

“Well, I am glad your okay.”

“I am glad your okay too.” This time he leaned in slowly. We kissed.

 

 

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