Danger-us

3~Big and Dangerous

IZAIAH'S POV

 We got to my car and I put her down in the back, I wanted her to lay down, so she felt comfortable. I buckled her up and got into the driver's seat. I was wondering what could've possibly put her in this position. Was she here by herself, when she walked in it looked like she was waiting for someone? If that's the case, they're probably looking for her. Maybe if she's more responsive tonight ill take her home

I started getting a call from my cousin that interrupted my thoughts. "Hello Zane, what do you need at this time of the night?" I asked him.

"Hey Izzy, there might be something big and dangerous coming soon, uncle and dad aren't answering their phone and your mom told me to call you because you weren't answering your phone," my little cousin told me.

"Ok thank you, ill be fine just get rest you're going to have to wake up early tomorrow so goodnight," I told him hanging up.

I looked back at the girl sleeping in the backseat. "Let's hope I can get you safe before anything happens tomorrow," I said to myself.

 I made it to the front door with the girl in my hands. We walked through the door and I scooped around for somewhere to put her. I placed her on the couch and went to the kitchen to get stuff to help her. I've never done this before, so I just got what I thought would wash away the drugs which included lots of water and a bucket. Not only that, but I also got cold water to help me wake her up, I couldn't force water down her throat.

I started spraying the cold water on her face and she jumped up from the fear she was drowning, I might've put too much water. She immediately put her hands to her head and started wailing in pain. I got up and got pain pills thinking maybe it's a headache. I was tapping her shoulder to get her to take the pills, but she wasn't cooperating. So I gently but firmly grabbed her chin to get her to look at me, I put the crushed up painkillers in her mouth and poured water in, so she can swallow.

She looked so rough. She had a knot on her head, probably from the fall she took. After having her drink eight water bottles, she threw up in the bucket, Since maybe some drugs were out of her system I started asking questions. "What's your name?" I asked. She shrugged her shoulders. "You don't know your name?" She shrugged again.

I kept asking questions, but it was like she wouldn't or couldn't answer, so I just kept giving her water and having her clear her system, after 30 mins of repeating the same thing, I threw away her throw up bucket outside, I walked in to her laying on the couch sleeping. I walked her upstairs to my room, placed her on the bed and covered her with my blankets

In the meantime I needed to pack for whatever was going down tomorrow, I packed three full suitcases of my stuff and put them in my trunk. I then received a call from my father. "Hello?" I answered the call.

"Pack everything you need, put them in your car and meet us at the family airport. They might come to your location to attack so have weapons and protection. Goodnight." He said hanging up the call. I let out a long sigh and walked inside my home. How am I supposed to get her home before anything goes down? What have I gotten us into?

Short  and late chapter so here's a gif of Rodrick