The Abduction

Chapter 2

Claire's POV/

*3 Hours Later*

"Oh my god you're okay." Said my dad hugging me as he walked into the hospital room. "Hey dad." I said shocked my dad showed up at the hospital. "How do you feel? Have they taken care of you okay?" He asked. "Yeah they have dad don't worry." I said. "When can you leave?" He asked. "The doctor said I can go now.. They're just getting me some crutches." I said and nodded towards my broken ankle and he nodded. "Okay.. Was Simon here?" Asked my dad looking at the jacket I was wearing. "Yeah he was." I said with a small chuckle. The nurse walked in before my dad could say more and she handed me the crutches and I got up. "Need a lesson on how to use them?" Asked the nurse. "No I'm good. I broke my other ankle once before." I explained and she nodded. "Alright." She said and me and my dad walked out and I crutched to his car.

"They're getting a dent out of your car. Until then I'm gonna get you a rental to use.. Luckily you broke your left ankle and can still drive." He said. "Yeah. " I said with a laugh. "Wanna stop at noodles and soup for dinner? That's still your favorite restaurant right?" He asked. "Yeah I love noodles and soup.. You have enough time to go out to dinner though? What about work?" I asked. He looked over at me and chuckled. "It's fine.. One night taking care of my daughter won't hurt..." He said looking at me. "Okay." I said as he drove.

"You seem so much more grown up since the last time we went out to eat.." He said looking at me as we sat at noodles and soup and I swirled my peanut butter noodles around with my fork. "Last time we went out to eat was 5 years ago when I was 13.." I said with a small laugh. "Wow I didn't realize it has been that long.. And blue hair.." He said looking at my hair and I laughed. "Yeah remember you let me do it when I was 16." I said and he looked at me blankly like he was trying to recall that. "Oh yeah." He lied. I nodded and took a bite of my noodles.

"So are you and Simon uh.. Together?" My dad asked looking at Simons jacket which I was still wearing. I laughed and shook my head. "Ew no. He's just my best friend. Like a annoying brother you hate but love." I said and he nodded. "What other tattoos do you have?" He asked pointing to the dream catcher tattoo on my wrist. "I have that one and "let go let god" on my ribs and a rose on the inside of my ankle." I said and he nodded. "Those are decent tattoos. I'm glad you didn't get any bold out there tattoos." He said. "I wouldn't. I like them to all have some kind of meaning to me.." I said. "The rose?" He asked. "Mom. She loved roses." I said and he nodded. "Let go let god?" He asked. "For the anxiety attacks I used to have. Let go of the worries and let god help." I explained and he nodded. "The dream catcher?" He asked. "For the bad dreams that made me insomniac." I said and he nodded.

This is gonna be a long dinner....

Towards the end of the night me and my dad were laughing and joking around. It was nice talking to him. I knew when we got home he'd turn back into the dad who didn't listen but I didn't care. I just wanted to enjoy this time with him.

We got home and just like I suspected he went back to work and I went to my room. My phone rang and it was Simon. "Hello?" I asked. "Hey there's a silver Volvo on the corner of your street. That girls watching." He said. "What? How do you know this?" I asked. "I was gonna bring you a cd with the songs were gonna do for the concert so you can tell me what you think and I saw her." He said. "What do I do?" I asked. "I don't know.." He said. "Simon come over now please... I'm scared.." I said. "I'm in the drive way now." He said and I hung up and crutched to the front door and let him in. I looked up the street to see the girl.. "I can't do this. I'm not gonna let her do this.." I said and went on the porch.

"I see you!! Now get the fuck out of here before I call the cops!!!" I yelled and flicked her off. The car turned on and she drove down towards the house.. I felt Simon behind me.. "Get inside Claire." He said. She continued to drive past slowly and stopped by the driveway. The passenger window rolled down and she threw a small box on the driveway and then put the window up and drove away quickly..

"Claire don't." Said Simon as we sat in my room and I held the box.. "I wanna know what's in it." I said tearing open the wrapping paper around it and I lifted the lid off the box to see pictures.. Pictures of me.. At the party last Friday... Pictures of me and Simon at the book store.. Pictures of us getting starbucks.. Pictures of me on my morning run.. Pictures of me going to the book store.. Pictures of me at the book store... Pictures of me going to Simons.. Pictures of me leaving Simons.. Pictures of me crashing... Pictures of me in the hospital... Pictures of me and my dad at dinner... And pictures of me sitting in my room from before Simon called me...

"Simon..." I gasped not knowing what to say.. "You gotta call the cops. This is insane..." He said sorting through the pictures.. I looked at the bottom of the box to see a note. "I'm watching you. You will be mine. Just wait." I read out loud to Simon and showed him the note..

I took a deep breath and grabbed my phone. "Hello 911... I'd like to report a stalker.." I said...

I can't believe this..