Mockingbird

Chapter Sixteen (finale)

okay sooo this is the last chapter of Mockingbird, and although it was short, I'm making a sequel called "Fix" for y'all to clear up the mess of Holland Stevens

but this chapter is the last chapter annnnd it's gonna be really short because not a lot happens in this chapter

enjoy the last of mockingbird :)

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Elizabeth was off on duty again, Harry had to be at an early day of work, God knows where Ellen went, Sienna's got a job interview, and Hunter went to a friend's house.

And it was just me, myself, and I at home. I decided to do nothing today. It's been a rough few weeks, and all I wanted to do was watch The Office and eat food.

I mean, I do that on normal occasions anyway, but this was all I felt like doing.

No Jojo, no Gavin, no Ollie, no Bird, and no Maxx or Bailey. It sounds pretty depressing, but I'm okay with staying at home and doing nothing.

When I flip the channel after The Office is over, a childcare commercial comes on, with a tune. A tune I'll never forget.

Mummy's gonna buy you a mockingbird, I'll give you the world. I'll do anything to see that smile, and if that mockingbird doesn't sing, I'll break that birdie's neck...

The song on the commercial was endless. Those words were endless. Endless in my mind.

I love you, my little mockingbird.

A sudden knock comes to my door, and I break my killer thoughts to get up and answer it. I change the ongoing channel before answering the door.

I answer the door, and there stands a lady. She has short, blonde hair, with perfectly cut bangs. She wears thick, black sunglasses, that hardly let you see anything of her eyes.

Before saying anything to this woman, I stop and stare. I could recognize that perfect jawline and smile from anywhere. How could I forget?

And she, too, sees it on my face. She knows exactly what I'm thinking. She removes the blonde wig and the thick glasses, revealing her true identity.

Her dark, shiny brunette hair falls just below her shoulders. Those big, brown eyes glare at me momentarily.

"There's my Mockingbird," LoriJean says, smiling brightly. "I hope you had time to pack."

And before I could reply with anything, she yanks my arm, dragging me to her car. I was too confused and dazed to fight back or say anything. Was she kidnapping me again? Is she really my abductor?

Once I'm in the passenger seat of her car, I had a panic attack. I wasn't sure how to react.

Everything went black and I couldn't breathe at all.