Adopted by Carrie Underwood.

Chapter 8

I don't know what to think. I felt dizzy. Its just a baby. "Ryan, are you okay," Mike asked. "Yes I'm fine," I said and walked away. My phone rings. It reads Matt. "Hey," I say. "Ryan, I need help, don't tell anyone just come to the ice rink," he says as he hangs up. I don't tell anyone I left. When I walk to the ice rink Matt rushed up to me. "Matt what's wrong?" I ask. "They are coming," he says quietly. He grabs my arm and runs. My phone starts to blow up. Its Mike and Carrie. "They are right there," he points at people with guns. I bolt in to the ice rink. Then I hear gun shots. Matt texts, I'm fine where are you? I don't text back. I call Mike. He is going to pick me up behind the Arena. "Dad," I say crying into his shirt. He rubs my back. When I sit back in my car he speeds out of there. "Ryan, are you from Tennessee," he ask. "No... I'm from North Dakota," I said, "nothing like this happens up there." "Dad," I say, "can I go hunting, I need a bow if I can and a new rifle, shotgun, and camouflage." He smiles and says "I'll take you hunting." "THANK YOU THANK YOU!!" I yell. "Clam down," he laughed, "your mother is not going to like this."