Endless Conflict

43| A Phone Call

I couldn't get to sleep. It was physically impossible at the moment. I was lying in bed at the moment with Brent by my side snuggled up looking as cute as ever. And yes, I've already taken a few photos. It was too tempting. He actually (lucky for me) didn't snore. He was pretty still in bed too and slept like a baby. A very big baby though.

The only movement he made was movement closer to me snuggling up. He'd tighten his grasp around my waist and make sure he was closer to me than before. At the moment I had my head on his chest and it was quite comfortable. I would never need a pillow again.

Anyway, despite my amazing pillow (Brent) and his company and comfort I couldn't get to sleep. I would close my eyes only to open them three seconds later. The story of Brent's life was still way to fresh in my mind at the moment. I couldn't help but see things that I never would have thought my imagination could have thought of. It's weird that way, when I don't want my imagination to work it works and when I want it too work it doesn't. Classic.

If Brent knew I was still awake because of his life story he would be pretty upset so I wasn't going to wake him up at all. So as careful as I can I decide to get up. I gently get up careful not to knock him at all. I wince when he grumbles something and moves around a bit when I peel his arm of my waist. Standing quietly I see that he's still asleep so I tip toe outside the room closing the door behind me gently.

I tip toe some more down the stairs, in the dark. Dark. Oh, why did I come out of my room? Stupid me. I don't even know why I'm worrying, were safe. I shouldn't be worrying, it's a waste of time and energy.

Sighing I pull myself together and head to the kitchen. I'm not actually hungry but anyway, food is good. I scowl at the contents of the fridge. Vegetables, yuck. I mean who actually wants to eat vegetables when there's other things in this world to eat. I squat down and take a better look. Apples! I've hit the jack pot!

As you can see I like apples.

Grabbing an apple out I sit on the bench and munch on that. I can't help but look around the room as I do this. I can see shadows moving but I know my mind is playing with me. I don't know why I'm so scared. I'm safe. We're all safe. I've never been someone to be so chicken. This is ridiculous.

Shaking my head I pull my phone out from my pocket and turn that on. The light of it illuminates the room and I can't help but feel some comfort in that. The way Brent told me that story he told it so casually. It was more like he recited it.

It's then that I realised that all of Brent's foster brothers also had stories like his. Maybe not as full on, I wouldn't know but they all had things like that happen to them in their life. Imagine the nightmares though, the fear that would grip them. I wonder if the person that abused them was in prison or running loose like Brent's dad. Their probably in prison. But then again they have a huge fence around the outskirts of their house that was top notch security. Maybe they were loose? But what were the police doing about it, nothing by the looks of things.

People who are mad enough to kill just for the sake of it should not be running loose. Our police should be doing things about these people. But then again, there was probably thousands of people like this. Thousands? No probably more. Millions? But if there's all of these people then imagine how many are effected. Twice as many. Too many. This was an everyday problem. The problems of the world could not be counted. Mental, physical, social, freaks of nature and many more things. And half of these things could not be stopped. I mean if you actually thought about all the problems the world had you would notice our world was in a bit of strife. Not just the earth but the people on it too.

Wow, I'm having depressing thoughts.

Suddenly my phone decides to start ringing. At first I freak out but then I can't hold back the smile seeing its Katie ringing. Katie was awesome. She just was, don't argue with me. She's amazing.

"Hello!" I sing into the phone but Im still cautious to be quite because of Brent and Sue.

I furrow my eyebrow as I don't hear a reply but hear shuffling around and maybe a cat crying. I'm not sure, it sounds like a cat is wailing. Wait? No? A cat, no. That's Katie? Is it?

"Katie?" I question into the phone. That's when I hear a scream. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, what's happening?

"Katie!" I cry into the phone officially freaking out.

I hear muffled voices and then another cry. Then a slap, it's sounds like a slap. What. The. Hell. "Katie!" I cry again.

"Remember to say what we told you too, or he dies." I hear a gruff voice whisper. That's when I officially freak out.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!? IF YOU, WHOEVER YOU ARE, HURT HER I WILL MAKE IT MY LIFE MISSION TO KILL YOU! AND YOU WONT BE KILLING ANYONE! SO, TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!??" I scream into the phone. And to think a minute ago I was freaking out over a shadow.

I hear a chuckle and the gruff voice says, "She's feisty, it'll be intresting."

I shake my head confused. What will be interesting? Oh who cares, I don't even know what's going on let alone what will be intresting. "ANSWER ME! WHATS GOING ON!??" I scream at him, whoever he is.

"Answer her Katie." He prompts Katie and I hear a whimper. So he has Katie. Crap.

"Georgia..." She starts to whimper but then I hear a slap. A sharp hard slap.

But then I hear Todd, double crap. "What the hell man?!?" He growls but then a hear a decent crack and his sharp cry.

"Todd!" Katie cries, another slap.

"Hey! Stop it!" I cry into the phone. I then hear silence, well other than Katie's whimpering and Todd's grunting that's soaked in pain.

"Say it." The man growls.

"23 Tove Cresnet." She starts to choke out. I grab a pen quickly and jot it down. "Don't bring anyone," she says and I can hear pain in her voice.

"Say it!" The man growls.

"Or we die!" She screams out and then I hear a punch. And it was thrown at the man.

"Hey! Your meant to hold onto him!" The man growls and I hear rustling and bustling around for a few minutes until theirs a gunshot. I gasp, no.

"Don't worry precious, their okay." The man sweet talks into the phone.

"You better not hurt them." I growl into the phone.

"If your not here in twenty minutes alone then they will be dead." He threatens.

So I start running.