I Keep On Running

Ch. 1

➡ If you are lost and alone take my hand I'll lead you home.

~anonymous

I was trapped. Knowing I wouldn't win, I did what he told me to do. I was supposed to get in the car. I was scared, but this has happened before. They take me, then they leave me alone. My parents are rich, so usually I'm up for ransom. This time it seemed different. This man was holding me at gunpoint, which I had never experienced. Oh, one other thing, the man was my dad. He roughly guided me to the trunk of the car and said something like, you can live in here for seven months. I was struck! How was I supposed to live in this cramped space for seven months!!

"Hey, retard!"

"Excuse, me?!"

"I'm talking to you aren't I?, How am I supposed to live in this sardine can?!"

"Is this how you talk to your other kidnappers?"

"No, because I know you, so it's different!"

"You know who I am?!"

"You're my dad!!"

"Sweetheart, I'm your grandfather."

Ohhh, no this was not happening! My own grandfather was kidnapping me and holding me at gunpoint! I didn't even know I had a Grandpa! Here I thought that all my relatives had dies in a deadly motorhome incident and only my father survived! Okay, I admit it sounds shallow, but my father is a quiet man.

"Grandpa, usually the people who kidnap me don't have guns."

"Ya I know, this is your brother's water gun."

"I have a brother?!!"

"Whoops!"

This was getting way out of control, I mean, I have a brother. In a way this was good news. But, I still have no idea what to expect.

Did he look like me?

Were we twins?

Why did my parents only take me?

Why did Grandpa choose now to enter my life?

This was so confusing so I looked up at Grandpa and asked him if I still had to stay in the trunk.

"No, sweetheart, I was just joking with you!"

"Phew. That's a relief!"

"Pumpkin, I know you don't know me, but I was wondering if this was okay with you."

He told me that my father banned his own family out of this city. If they were to come near me or my mother they would die instantly. However, in the state of California, you cannot keep anyone away from your family after the age of twenty~one. I was only two at the time and Grandpa wanted custody. My real mother was poisoned and it made my father's heart cold. He thought it was his family, so he gave them the cold shoulder. In truth, it was the woman he is married to today.

Woah, that was a lot of info., G~pa! Then all of the sudden I hear a baby crying. What the?!

"Ohh, dear!", Grandpa whistled through his teeth.

"Who is that?!", I asked astonished.

"It's ummmmm..." Grandpa was obviously stalling.

"WHO!!!" I demanded.

"It's Clara, darling."

"Who the crap is she?!?"

"Well, obviously you'll find out!"

"WEML"

"Uhhh, huh well come now Clara is probably fighting wolves!"

"What?!?"

"Ha, you thought I was kidding!"

"You're not???!"

Apparently, Grandpa was not joking. When we got to the front of the car "Clara" was fighting wolfs, only in her imagination

P.S. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW WEML STANDS FOR WHAT EVER MAJOR LOSER WITH HAND SIGNALS!!!

Wadup, my lovely nerdettes!!!! Sooo, left ya at a cliff hanger, huh?! Comment what she heard!!!!! Posting tomorrow and all that sooooooo, wadup my friend lol bai,bai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)