So I kind of realized I'm getting to the end WAY to quick I planned on having this book about 20 chapters... I'll keep writing and just hope it becomes that long! You know the drill :) Votes, comments, reviews all are very appreciated!
Jace’s POV
“Please David; I need to get her to trust me again. Just take him for a day. He’ll be good.” I begged.
“Fine,” David grumbled. Adam bounced beside. “Let’s go spoil you rotten,” David said, taking Adam’s hand. They left the house and I turned to the stairs. Izzy was upstairs mumbling about something in her sleep. She didn’t sound scared so I went into the kitchen to make her breakfast. Jack and Kendal had gone to Emma’s house for the day to help her husband build something.
I looked around the kitchen trying to decide what I could make her. She hated all breakfast food. She only eats it when she’s pregnant and that one time at Ocean City. Other than that, no breakfast food. Since I completely and utterly sucked at cooking I looked in the freezer for any microwave food I could find.
I heard footsteps on the stairs. “Izzy,” I called, digging for a package of Hot Pockets. She didn’t answer me. I closed the freezer door and went out into the living room. Izzy was standing at the foot of the stairs. She looked like she’d been crying.
“What’s wrong,” I asked. She sat down on the step and put her head in her knees. I sat beside her and pulled her close.
“It was horrible,” She mumbled.
“What was horrible?” I asked, stroking her back.
“I dreamed that you switched places with Kali. They let her go, but they killed you,” She whispered. She started to cry again.
I gently pulled her face up. “It’s alright, it was just a dream.” I said.
“Am I a horrible person?” She asked.
“No, why would you think that?” I asked.
“If Kali died, I could live. If you died—“ She choked and cried harder. Not exactly the way I wanted our make up day to go.
“You’re not a horrible person,” I whispered. An idea formed in my head. “Go make yourself something to eat, I have to get something.” I said.
“I’m not hungry,” She muttered.
“Bull shit you’re not hungry. You have to eat Iz; you’re going to waste away.” I ordered. She sighed and climbed up she went into the kitchen. The microwave roared to life. I climbed the stairs quickly and went into our bed room. I found my phone on the dresser and opened it. I scrolled through the contacts until I came across Martin. I knew saving Heidi/Grace’s number would come in handy. I clicked send and the phone began to ring.
“Hello Jace,” Grace purred.
“I have a proposition for you Grace,” I said.
“I’m listening,” She answered.
Izzy’s POV
Jace came back down the stairs and into the kitchen. I sat on the counter hungrily eating my Hot Pocket. I guess I was starving after all. Jace stood between my legs twirling a piece of my hair, major Déjà vu.
“Want some?” I asked, holding out the Hot Pocket.
“No, you eat.” He said. He looked hungry though. I took the other Hot Pocket out of the box and put it in the microwave. I looked back to him. He was smiling that crooked little grin, behind it he was inn a lot of pain. I blamed it on Kali being gone and set my forehead on his.
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Kidnapped Books 1&2&3 (Watty Awards)
Mystery / ThrillerBook 1: Izzy lives a normal live in her hometown of Trenton. She has a great boyfriend, Jace, and a some what normal family. Her life is about to change with the introduction of a man named Mark. Book 2: Years after Izzy's tramatizing kidnapping her...