Running Away

Chapter 14: Revenge

It's been a few weeks since my official adoption and the whole Walmart incident. My foster dad has tried to call me a few times since then, but I've blocked his number and my entire family (minus Barbara and Adam, for obvious reasons.) has done the same thing.

"Oh my God, Diesel, I'm so glad you're safe." Clover said as we were running the mile in gym class. Same old, same old.

"Same. At least he's arrested now and out of my life for good." I said. "And hey, it's last block! Any after-school clubs? If not, wanna come over to my house?"

"I'm a little busy. But we can hang out later, I promise!" Clover said. I nodded, out of breath from running.

"Alright, kids! School's over for the day, you guys can grab your backpacks and head off home! You know the drill!" our gym teacher said. I squealed and grabbed my backpack. Charles and Delia didn't want me walking home, not because they didn't trust me, but because they didn't want me to get kidnapped again. Which frankly, I was grateful for. I didn't really want to get kidnapped either.

"Bye!" Clover said to me as she got on the bus. I waved and headed for the front of the school, where Delia and Charles were picking me up.

"Waiting for your parents?" a teacher asked. I nodded and sat down on a bench, playing with my phone.

Suddenly, a black car pulled up. I looked at the kids around me, but none of them got up and headed towards the car. Was this car here for me? It didn't look like Charles' car, or Delia's. I shook the thought off and went back to my game, it could be just a teacher or someone parking in the drop-off area for now. It was against school rules, but I let it slide. I'm not the police.

The car came to a full stop and the man in the driver's seat got out. Then it hit me. I knew that man. Or, I thought I knew that man.

"Delilah Rose Frye." the man said, slightly tripping on the curb on his way towards me. Who was this man? And how did he...know my full name?

"Not my name. You must have the wrong person." I said. Lies. But in this situation, lying may be my only option.

"You know plenty well that's your name, Delilah. Not Diesel or whatever they call you these days." the man said, coming closer. Then it finally clicked in my brain.

That was my biological father.

"What are you doing? You don't have custody of me anymore!" I yelled.

"Sweet innocent Delilah." he said. "What home are you in this time?"

"My forever home. A nice one. Now, get away from me. Please." I said, trying to get back in the school so I could hide in a classroom or something.

"You're not going anywhere, Delilah. You're coming with me. You did a naughty thing as a little girl, you know that, right? Getting your own father arrested when he clearly did nothing wrong. But you were young, and I forgive you now." he said.

"The only reason I called the police on my own father was because I knew I wasn't safe with you. And I wasn't a toddler, I was nine. Now please get away from me. My mom and dad should be here any second." I said, trying to get it through his head that he needs to get away from me. And fast. Before I call the police on him for the second time.

And everyone else had gotten picked up. All the teachers had left. It was just me and him.

"Please leave me be." I said, not joking around.

My "dad" ran to his car and dug in the glove box. Good. Now was my chance to run.

"Where do you think you're going?" he said, opening the trunk.

He had kidnapped Lydia. And hid her in the trunk.

"What are you do-" I said, but I was cut off by Lydia choking me in a hug. At least she was safe.

"Lyds, where's Mom and Dad?" I whispered. Lydia sighed and said, "I don't know...I think the basement or something?"

"One of you has to leave that 'perfect' family of yours. I don't care which one." he said.

"What do you mean by 'leave?'" Lydia asked, even though we both knew what he meant. He was going to kill one of us.

"You two are idiots." he said, pulling out a gun. Lydia gasped and gripped my arm. I clenched my eyes shut for dear life.

"Actually. I made a decision of my own." he said, raising the gun. "Delilah Rose-"

"Diesel Rose Deetz." Lydia corrected before he could even say anything. Bad idea.

"Delilah." he said. "This is for you getting me arrested."

Gunshot. Then nothing.

AN: Hello my name is Em and I am the most evil writer on Wattpad and I am not afraid to admit it. Hope you enjoyed! Catch ya later!