True Loves Challenge

Chapter 27

Sophia's POV

"Okay! It's time to cut the cake!" I yelled to the crowd of people at Rosie's and Matthew's reception. Rosie and Matthew go over to the cake. It is a three layered cake. The base is chocolate and the frosting is white chocolate. The cake has little taces of flowers on the sides and is covered roses on the top and on the bottom. Emma made the cake. Emma chose roses because Rosie likes roses. It blends in with the nature like cake.

Matthew and Rosie grab the knife and cut the cake. Once there is a piece on a little plate for them to eat, Rosie immediately shoves part of the piece into Matthew's face. We all start laughing at Matthew's chocolaty face. He grabs the other half and shoves it into her face. After a bit of laughter, they kiss each other and leave to get cleaned up. I go to cut the cake for others. Rosie's mom Amy comes and helps too.

"Where's Sammie? I ask Amy.

"I don't know. Steve isn't anywhere to be seen either."

"Same with Emma; I know that she would want to be here to cut the cake she made. I wonder..." I kept thinking about where all of them would be.

Once I am done with the cake, I announced that it was time for the parents dance. Rosie started dancing with her dad as Matthew starts to dance with his mom. As we watch them dance, I can see a strange man come in through the entrance. He has a big beard and longish hair. His hands are in his pocket. I go over and ask Matthew's dad and Rosie's mom if they recognize him. They both don't. I then walk up to the man. "Sir? Are you in the right place?"

"Well, is this the Peterson wedding reception? And are you Sophia White? If yes, then yes, I am in the right place." He had a strange and familiar smile on his face. I look into his eyes and recognize him immediately.

"Andr..." I started to speak his name and jump to attack him, but he stops me. He puts his hand over my mouth and carries me out. Everyone was paying attention to the dancing, so they didn't see or hear anything. He takes me across the parking lot into a closed museum that has a sign up that says they are remodeling. He takes me into the main hallway and opens the door to a storage closet. Once it is open, Andrew throws me in as Steve, Sammie, and Emma all stand up ready to try and get out, but Andrew closes the door closes the door fast enough before any of us could get out.

"Why are we in here? Why did Andrew throw us in here?" I asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" said Steve looking at me like I am stupid to not know the answer. "Andrew took us in here because he doesn't want us to ruin his plans."

"Man I hate him. I wish his plans would go away" said Emma.

"I wish that he would just get over himself" said Sammie.

"What is he planning to do?" I ask him uneasy.

Steve sighed angrily to himself. He must be beating himself up from something. "Andrew is planning to kill Rosie. Ever since junior year when I got between them, Andrew sought out to kill her. He says that killing her is the only way to make her pay and understand the pain that he felt." Panicked, I start to try and open the door.

"Don't bother," said Emma, "We already tried that."

I started to kick the door down instead.

"We tried that too" said Sammie. I start to look around the room to hit the door with. My eyes land on a cave man exhibit with a plastic club in the cave man's hands. I start to break off the door knob. "I am not a frailer! I am not giving up now!" I yell.

"Sophia! Stop!" yelled Steve. I did as I was told only because my arms were getting tired.

After a few seconds of silence, there is a faint screaming sound.

"No..." whispered Sammie as she falls down crying. Emma falls right next to her.

I start to feel scared, but I don't give up or show my fear. I start to break down the doorknob again, harder than before. Steve stumbles back showing his fear.

"Sophia?" asked Steve.

"Yes?" I said while still hitting the doorknob as hard as I can.

"Is she gone? Do you think she's gone?" asked Steve tearing up a little.

I stopped banging the door and looked at him. He is crying. I sigh and shake my head. "No. She's still with us." I started banging again.

After about a minute or two, the club breaks. How could a plastic club break straight in half? I through the other half of the club behind me and stumbled to the ground.

As we are all sitting there, we start to hear an ambulance come and then leave. We hear a lot of people talk from outside. Then something sad happened.

"Sammie?! Sammie where are you?" I look over at Sammie and she perks up and runs to the door.

"Robbie! Robbie, I'm in here!" yelled Sammie while banging the door.

"Sophia?!" I perked up too. It was Chandler.

I started banging the wall. "Chandler! Go into the museum! We are in the storage closet!"

Pretty soon, there were people calling out for all four of us. After a while, the calling for our names fades. All we could hear are our own banging and screaming.

Sammie, Emma, and Steve all sink down to the ground in defeat. I however, stay standing and still bang on the wall.

"Sophie! It's no use!" yelled Steve.

"No! I am not giving up! She is alive and I know it!" I started banging the door with the other half of the club that broke. "Chandler!" I yell. After a little while, I start to get quieter. "Please..." My banging stopped. I leaned my head on the door. "I love you Chandler" I whispered into the door.

I could feel Steve starting at me as I am quietly and lightly banging the door. Steve then checks his watch. "It's getting late."

"How long have we been in here?" asked Emma wiping away her tears.

"About six hours. It's eight o'clock right now" said Steve.

I stood up and went farther into the long storage closet. "Hey, it looks more comfortable back here. We can sleep back here tonight." We all settle down for sleep.

It started to get cold. Sammie, Emma, and I all cuddle together to keep each other warm. Steve stays on the opposite side of the closet and tries to get warm himself. He gives up. "Hey, I'm getting really cold. Could I..." We saw where he was heading.

"Sure!" said Sammie and Emma at the same time I said no. Sammie looked at me with a mad and confused look. "He's cold; we have to help him keep warm. It's what Rosie would want."

"Well, I am still not comfortable..." I turn my attention to Steve. "Go ahead."

Steve comes towards us and I move to where Steve was before. I can see the hurt in his eyes, but he also looks like he understands. I don't want anyone to get hurt, not anymore.

I was able to find a blanket and I fell asleep praying that we will be found and that we can go home. I also fell asleep dreaming about Chandler and Rosie and Matthew. I hope that Rosie and Matthew are okay. And I hope that Chandler will find me soon.