THE NEIGHBORS

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8:

Chance P.O.V:

1 week later:

My dad hasnt let me go to school. He is working these late hours every day. He has changed the locks on all the doors in the house. I just clean and pray that I see her come in her room but she never does. Something told me to turn on the T.V. When I do the news is on. The newslady says " Anastasia Johnson, age 17 is still missing. Police say the number one suspect is next door neighbor and local heartthrob Chance Smith. Authorites say he has not been to school or outside his home since the morning of Anastasia's disappearence."

How the hell could I be involved in her disappearence? I turned off the T.V off. I get ready to head back to my room but i notice the attic door was slightly opened. I head up in the attic and I realize that I have never been up here since we lived here. I found alot of my dads doctor gear. Syringes, medicine bottles, paperwork, etc.. I started to look through the papers. They all were talking about the different medicines that my dad had up here. It had the side effects of short term memory loss, migranes, nausea, and stiffness in the legs. What would my dad need with these drugs. I took some of the medicine bottles and the paperwork on it. I dont know why but something doesnt feel right and I need to do some farther research on them. It seems so odd that my dad would have such a large amount in the house or period.

I grabbed a box of medicine and paperwork when something else caught my eye. But before I could see what it was I heard my dads car pull up. So I grabbed one of the medicine bottles and a stack of papers. I hurried up and got out of the attic and went to my room. I hid the bottles and papers so he wouldnt find them. "Chance, Chance get down here." I came downstairs and my dad was standing there with bags of food. "You hungry?" I couldnt help but notice he wasnt as tense as before he left. "Yeah, let me go wash up for dinner." I ran back upstairs got I splashed water on my face and headed for the steps. But I then saw my dad pull one of those bottles of medicine out of his pocket with a syringe. And he injected it into my food! I came all the way downstairs and he casually slide his hands in his pockets. "So what did you get me to eat?" He passed me the food he just drugged I took it so I wouldnt look suspicious. He spiked my drink and burger so I took it to the table and started eating the fries.

"What's wrong Chance you barely eating?" His voice sounded unsteady but dangerous. "I saw the news today. How could they make me a suspect when I dont even remember what happened after me and her had sex and said I love you to each other?" My dad smirks like I'm funny. " What was the smirk for dad what is so funny?" "I think you are funny. You are weak and soft for the little bitch and its funny. You are weak like your mother was when she killed herself." My blood started to boil when he spoke of the women I would ever care about like that. "WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU CALL MOM WEAK!!!" I couldnt believe how angry I got but how dare he talk about my dead mom like that. How could feel like that about his deceased wife? He stood up I knew the beatings were about to start. For his age he was unbelieveably fast and strong. I could take him but I knew I would get the most damage if I didnt have a weapon.

"He had this sinister look in his eyes. Was it pity? Or was it anger? I had a feeling it was both but more so anger then anything. But I didnt stand down I refused to let him continue to talk about Anastasia and my mother like that. "So you going to beat me? I just dont understand how the woman of your only child that died can make you so evil." He let out a chuckle as if he found me a joke. "Boy I'm not evil your mother had issues. And instead of taking her meds and going to therapy. She chose the easy way out and killed herself! So why should I care for a weak bitch like that!" I could hear the venom in each word he spoke. Did he really hate my mother that much for leaving us? Should I hate her as much as he does? No I would never hate her she left us cause of him! I flipped the table n knocked all the food and drinks on the floor. "You are weak cause you couldnt handle her leaving you! You are the reason she left us not me! I heard her crys at night after you beat her! I hate you and I will never become the animal you are!"

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Im sorry for the editing the wait I have been plenty busy. But I want to thank everyone who is still reading. This is dedicated to a great writer simone feel better please and keep up the great work.........

As soon as I'm done with this book I will be posting My Mate The Hybrid. And to all my fans and readers get ready for some twist and turns and find out what really happened to Chances mom....................................