Story No.1

Chapter 12: C

Amanda - Upper Commons, The Allison House Hold. April 21st

I laid in bed with my eyes wide awake. I was diagnosed with insomnia a while ago from PTSD, and sleeping takes forever to do. I went downstairs and got myself a glass of milk and sat down at the pretty glass table. I took a few sips before another silhouette  followed me down for something to eat. Jack appeared and went straight to the fridge and got out some of the leftovers from the soup. We were allowed to stay at the Allison's house for a while till we got enough money to stay in a hotel. Jack sat down with me and jokingly said, "Cant sleep?" I nodded and replied. "Have I ever?" We both make small talk and then I suddenly remember the message I got earlier that I forgot to check. It somehow went through without wifi so I waited for Jack to check it out. "Hey Jack, so you know h-" he shoves his hand on my mouth and gets off the seat to a crouch. He pulls out his stun gun and goes to the front door standing holding the gun to his chest. He looks like he's from a spy movie and is just making a joke or something but I follow along bringing out my knives to my hands. I meet him at the door and hear what he's hearing. The Allison's are talking to a random figure, I never really had good hearing so I run upstairs to pack while Jack stays by the door listening. I make some noises but manage to get our small amount of belongings into a bag. I head out the door and run into a still half asleep Jodie. I lean against the wall a tiny bit in hopes that she goes back to her room but I guess I was a little to loud because she went right to where I hid and looked at me with big eyes. "Where are you going Amanda?" She looks tired, I'm guessing she's sleep walking. "Oh I'm just going for a walk to the store. I'll be back soon." Lie. I hate lying to this family but they're not my main priority right now. "Oh okay! Bye Amanda!!" She slowly walks toward her room almost like a zombie. The Allison's are all sleepwalkers and it makes for some either pretty funny or pretty embarrassing moments. I head back downstairs to where Jack is. Mr. And Mrs. Allison had left with the random person so we were clear to leave. We both agreed that leaving would be safest for this family, knowing that people would most likely be after the kids who came back.