I ran. There was a pretty good distance from my house and the school. So I was racing as fast as my legs could go. I had to get my brother away from my dad. There was no way I could leave them alone together on a regular basis but now they've been together for an HOUR and there's no telling what my dads done. My sides begin to sting. I feel as I my lungs are closing in but I keep running.
I finally see my house. AT LAST! I can't breathe now and I feel like throwing up. I'm still running as I burst through the front door. I look around the living room. "ROSS!!!" I desperately scream my brothers name. Over and over I scream "ROSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!" I speed around the corner of my bedroom. I look at my chipped clock hanging on
the wall.
5:00
I run around crazy. No sign of either Ross or my dad. I look under the bed, behind every door, behind the bathroom's shower curtain, and still no sign of either of them. I get frantic. I run outside an look for my dad's truck. It's not even here. My head gets light. I begin to see a darkness overcoming me, finally it engulfs me into unconsciousness.
I woke up on the floor. My head rang with a piercing noise. I slowly got up and noticed that it was darker in the house than before. Then I walked around to see my clock.
7:20
CRAP! It's really late. Ignoring the pain in my head, I sped outside and still saw no sign of the truck. Where could they be?? I thought to myself. I could feel tears coming from my eyes as I thought of all that my dad could do to Ross. I quickly shook my head to erase the thoughts.... Bad idea.. I'm almost positive I've gotten a migraine. I knew there was no way I would find my brother before midnight considering they could be anywhere at this point. I walked over to my bed and closed my eyes. I knew I wouldn't sleep and tears were flooding my face.
I felt so helpless.
