The Big Lie

Chapter III - Another One?

...Take you back home? Why don't we bring you back to LA?"

"Great Idea, but how?", She said

"Well, I have a thousand dollars saved up in my pocket money, I think that should be enough for two plane tickets from here, in San Fransisco to LA, but we will need to plan secretively, I also don't have an intention to live with a criminal", I replied

"Ok, we will plan in your room, when he is not at home", She said

"Sure, we will", I replied

The next day, preparations for our LA move had begun and we were setting up. Which is when we heard the doorbell. We immediately put away all the stuff into the cupboard which my dad never checks. When I opened the door, and when Amy was seated on the couch, my dad walked in with another kid, a similar age to mine, around 13-15 years. This guy was introduced as Ross Smith and I knew that he was kidnapped as well, but my dad said that he was adopted too. This guy was a bit clueless, it seemed as if he knew nothing about anyone, or where he came from. Hence why we decided not to talk to him... yet. Eventually, though it was inevitable. I had to help him to get out of this situation and send him back home; if I knew where it was. I started to talk to him...

Days and days went by. I, Amy and Ross were all planning to move to LA because I didn't want to live with a criminal, Amy wanted to go back home (obviously) and Ross could not remember where his house was or who his parents were. We had collectively decided to move to LA, as Amy told us that her parents weren't exactly the nicest, but would let Ross and I stay with them.

I would describe the rest of the day as a very hard working day, as all we did throughout the day was just pack. Eventually, we had successfully packed and it was quite late that day which would mean that we would leave tomorrow.

The big day had finally come and just as my dad left for work, I called a cab, put in the thousand dollars in my pocket and left for the airport. We reached there and checked in. When I was checking in, I thought about my best friend Asher, who would stand by me no matter what. I couldn't even properly say goodbye to him. As we walked into immigration, I wept, sat down and just wept and wept. Even on the plane journey, I was weeping so badly.

Now what happens next is what is crazy. I was just heading to the bathroom on the plane and there sat my dad! He was right there! I was on the same plane as him, and so were Amy and Ross! I did not know what to do. Right now I was fearing one thing, that as I open the door, my dad would be standing right there. I was too scared. I was sweating and crying from the inside. My plan almost worked. Now we somehow need to stay out of my dad's sight. Right then, as I was in the bathroom, another one of those crazy thoughts came into my mind. Why was my dad going to LA? Immediately though, I got the answer, THE NEXT KIDNAPPING! The next name on that was definitely Ralf Johnson, and he was the big kidnapping, from New York City. If this was from NYC, why was he flying to LA? Did the location change? Or did he jot the location wrong?

Either way, three people on this plane (Ross, Amy and I), and one person outside (Ralf) could potentially be in massive trouble if the monster in my dad saw us. My brain was thinking of a hundred different solutions right now and I was puzzled in my head. I wasn't sure which piece went where. It was mental, like a week ago, when I got access to my dad's phone, from where this whole thing started. If I never got access to the phone, I, Amy, Ross and potentially Ralf would be living in that messed up house, alongside a criminal. I quickly told Amy and Ross about the situation. Ross was clueless, as I imagined him to be, but Amy was scared, as scared as I was. We were both freaking out and already dreading landing, as he would get out of the plane behind us. My dad also never told me that he was flying anywhere that day, but why would he? He was flying there with criminal intentions.

Eventually, though, the inevitable happened. The plane had landed. This was the moment no one was excited or even content about. We had to get up and get out of the plan before my dad did and probably hide in a toilet before he came and spotted us. Los Angeles International Airport was always a beautiful place and we were excited and extremely anxious for being there. We did what we were supposed to which was pass immigration very quickly and run to the nearest toilet and hide there. Amy went into ladies, where she was safe because there was no chance that my dad would enter the ladies toilet. However, I and Ross were in a bit of danger, for he might get into the same toilet.

The unthinkable had happened. Dad entered the same bathroom as us. I could tell because he was talking on the phone. He said, "Yeah, Ralf Johnson is being nabbed from LA, not from New York." I didn't know this and this was quite intense because there is going to be another bad day for a family coming up very soon! Fortunately, though, Amy had stayed put and none of Ross or I had come out of the little cubicle. It was scary, very scary but we managed to hold our nerve.

My dad eventually left though and Amy came out soon enough. I and Ross came out too and we called for a taxi for Amy's house. Phew, that was the last time I would ever see my dad!

When we reached Amy's house, Amy's parents were very surprised, almost overwhelmed by happiness. Amy's mom wept and wept as she hugged her tightly. Then she turned to us...

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