Forget me not.

2Ice cream.

Chatper 2

Ice cream.

I rethought it over. This was my SIX year old brother. He looked up at me, ready to hear my story. Nice going Dahnie. Hey, maybe instead of actually telling him the story..i can just make something up. No. That would be wrong. "Dahnie?" He was just so cute. And yes, i did say was.

"Oh sorry Ted. Maybe telling you the story-" He cut me off, "Im to young." He sighed. "Fine."

Yes! I didnt have to lie to him or anything! "Thanks for understanding. I will tell you, later."

His face lite up. Uh-oh.

"Really? Whens later? Tomorrow?"

"I dont know sweetie. Might be a few years..." I mumbled.

"I dont get it sister. WHY cant you tell other people what mom does, shes insane!? You dont like it. You want it to stop. Make it stop." He was right. I had no good reason to ignore the fact that my mom beat me and my brother. Maybe i should tell someone, but for him. I'll get him safe. As for myself, im not to sure if i'll ever be safe again.

"Why dont you go get ready for school" I gave him a playfull shove.

He groaned, "But sisy! You're sick! I'm going to take care." I smiled, "I'll take some advil or something. You gotta get to school Mr." as much as i wanted him to stay with me, he had to go.

He headed towards my door, "Hey cutie, could you grab me some Advill?" He walked away without saying anything. I sat there for three minutes staring at my door. Then finally, "Here."

"Where did you find this?!" I demanded, looking at the 'medacine' bottle he had just handed me.

"Its Advil. I got it from moms bathroom.." Ah. That explains why he had just given me some kind of drug.

"Moms bathroom? What did i tell you? Never go in there!"

He looked scared, "Im sorry!" "Its okay. Just dont ever pull this again, if mom finds out we're both dead. From now on, Just take medacine from our bathroom, Okay?"

He smiled, "Ok."

*

"Ted! The bus is here!" I said while looking out the front window.

"Bye! Love ya!" "Love ya too sweetie!" I ran and gave him a hug. It was the last hug i have ever gotten from Teddy Madrick. My 6 year old brother.

The day he went missing, i stayed in bed bored. Time crawled along until i head the front door open. It felt like everything was going in slow motion, from the moment my mother walked in and yelled, "Ted is missing!" To hitting me and saying it was all my fault. It had been 3 days since he had been missing. Everyday i think about him, and think it was my fault. Even though i know it was the man who raped me. He stalked me everyday. He thought i was going to tell Ted, so he took him. At least, thats why i think he did. I have never seen his face, just his black hoodie and mask type thing. He sounded about 25-30 years old. Gross, i know. I see him walk by my school everyday. In his stupid black hoodie. I havent told anyone, only because he will hurt everyone i care about. No one notices his apperance every single day. Its almost as if, to others hes...unseen.

TEDS P.O.V

(Three days earlier)

That was the last hug i had ever gotten from Dahnie. I knew not to talk to strangers, but this man was so nice. At the time...

It was the end of the day, i missed the bus trying to figure out how to tie my shoe. I looked up at the busses pulling away, and saw him.

"Need some help with that shoe lace?" He smiled. "I think i got it, thanks."

I stood up, "Missed your bus?" Why wouldnt he just leave me alone?

"Um..ya..i can walk though." I struggled to keep my voice steady.

"You sure? My car is here, i can take you home, we can get ice cream too."

I wriggled the thought through my head. 'Hes trying to be nice. Just go.'

"Oh, um..i..guess.." I looked around feeling a little awkward. He grinned, "Alrighty. Come on then."

I slowly followed him to his car. It looked beat up and ugly. I didnt like it. Something didnt feel right. 'What if hes lying' I told myself over and over again. I was starting to panic as i got into a strangers car. I observed my surrondings. A Mcdonalds cup, a black blanket, four shirts, and a box of crayons. He kept on looking at me through the mirror, "So whats your name?" I had a feeling he already knew.

I hesitated, "Teddy."

"Good, thats what i thought. Dont be scared. But Teddy, im not taking you home. And we arent going for ice cream."