Maker, maker

Home town visit

After a moment of thought we started moving South, to find a road back to Belfast. We prepared ourselves for any of Jensen's forced or any police that might meet us there. After all we had been missing since the day after I met Gabriel. My dad was probably loosing his mind, and Stef's parents would be getting back soon.

The boarder was fast approaching when Stef started breaking heavily in the back of the car. "Stef? What is it?" Caleb was struggling to keep his eyes on the road. "I'm fine. I just feel funny, it's like my bones are tingly. Is that normal?" Caleb recentered himself in the driver seat. "Kathy, can you google the lunar calendar?"

I nodded and flipped my phone out. It wasn't hard to find. I showed Caleb the screen. "Ah shit, it's a full moon." "We have to be out of here by tonight again." We both nodded at him, I hit the home button on the search page and today's news popped up. 'Two teens from Belfast go missing, third is suspect.'

The police were blaming Caleb for us leaving. I gasped and showed the others. "Katherine Price and Stefan Smith were reported missing over a week ago. Katherine's father reported her disappearance after she came home from a date with the lead suspect in the police investigation, Caleb Novark.

"The police have put out a warning, if anyone sees these individuals then you are to notify them immediately, but do not approach them as they may be highly dangerous." Then faces in the car had an equal amount of extreme surprise. "Hold on, there's more." I flicked to the next page. "Katherine's father gave us a private interview, in which he stated, 'My Katherine had been acting weird since she met that boy, I found blood bags around the house and I think he was taking her blood to sell on the black market. So for her safety I installed a tracking device in her phone for when she gets WiFi."

I locked the phone and threw it out the window, it crashed onto the road and shattered into pieces. "All we need to do is avoid suspicion from people, then we can get in and out by night fall." My mind turned with thoughts. "What if we went to see my dad, showed him that I'm fine and tell him to call off the search."

Both guys turned to look at me like I was crazy. "What? He'd call the police in two seconds flat." Stef had a point, but if there was a chance that it would work it needed to be done. I grasped the door handle and undid my seatbelt. "Meet back at the woods after you're done with that. Sorry guys." I opened the door and barrel rolled out.

A loud cracking sound rang through my ears for a brief minute as I hit my head on the road, but before the car had time to stop I gathered myself and leapt into the trees towards my house, the trees blew past me and into a blur of green. The house came into view with all the lights on, my dad was sitting in a chair on the porch staring into the tree line.

It took him a minute to see me, but he did his face lit up. "Kathy, my child! You escaped from that weirdo!!" He rose from the chair and ran out to meet me. He wasn't normally the hug-it-out kind of person so when he crashed into me he noticed how hard I was.

"Kathy? What happened? How did you get away?" I pushed him away slightly. "I didn't, dad. Caleb never kidnapped me and you know it. I left with him. I just came back to ask you to retract your statement and search party. Then I'm leaving again." He tried to speak. "Don't try to talk me out of it because I have my reasons."

He shook his head. "No, I can't let you leave again. You're my daughter and my responsibility. But for a few months you have been acting weird, and I've been finding weird things around the house. Those blood bags in the garage, a dead squirrel in the bathroom, and I found more blood bags in your room.

"Would you care to explain those." He now looked angry, his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for a response. "I have changed a lot, I'm sorry I can't tell you more. But I have to go again, if you really want to help me just do as I ask. Bye dad." He tried to grab my arm as I left but with my speed I ran away.

Town was minutes away at this speed. I flew across the roads, causing a car to honk and skid. I reached the first few shops and slowed to a brisk walk. A red hoodie was sitting on a bench beside a teenage boy. I stripped off the one I had on and discreetly switched them.

The red hoodie was softer than the other one. I pulled out the phone that was in the pocket and called Caleb. "Where are you?" He grumbled down the line. "I'm in Belfast now. Meet me on the roof of Padres." "Okay, Stef has something new he wants to tell you anyway."

A loud crack echoed down the phone. "Give us an hour. No Stef calm it! St-." The line went dead. I looked to the sky as I neared the café, the moon was nearing its apex. It reflected of the sun to light every back alley on my way.

Padres looked abandoned, the curtains around the front windows were ripped almost off the pole. Tables were flipped and broken, and there was an obvious scent of burning from within. The roof was a better view, although there was nothing to do but wait for Caleb and Stef.