The Savior: Origins

Chapter Ten

We were still trapped into the closet. A lot of things had already happened in this closet. I had almost frozen Simon to death, remembered the fact that the false police officer outside tortured me until I lost my memory. Add on the fact that he probably did it to Simon too, plus he was standing outside, with another person I cared about.

Ty.

So in short, I was one angry and worried person.

"Listen here dude. I don't know where she is, if for some reason she shows up here I'll let you know like what it said to do on the news. You can stop making fucking house calls to people who have lost their friends." I heard the slam as if he tried to close the door again but once again it was stopped.

"I have a warrant. Trust me kid, you don't want to me to find them in here. It will end up bad for you." There was a beat before Ty answered.

"Oh, I'm counting on it."

Simon looked at me for a moment, while my entire demeanor showed anger, his showed fear. His whole body shook in terror at the idea of being found.

"We have to get out of here. Now." He told me. He went to open the door, but before he made it, the door opened and Simon automatically grabbed my arm and we disappeared. Instead of an attacker we saw Julie stand there in a frantic and panicked state.

"Come on, let's go." She told us, we slowly reappeared and Simon looked slightly amazed and confused.

"How did you see us?" He asked. Julie looked at him and smiled.

"The wheelchair didn't disappear. Move it." He moved his body around me and I moved the chair, slowly out of the closet. We strategically moved around the house. Avoiding making any sounds out of fear. We didn't want to be caught so we had to go out and as fast as we could. We turned a corner and we saw a figure Julie practically pushed us back around.

"Pardon me, who are you." The man asked. That voice, the nerves in my back tensed, and I felt ice strengthen in my body.

"Macy, Macy Paterson." She lied.

I can't believe she named herself after the dog.

"I'm sorry, I'm just finishing up and then I'll get out your way." She turned back to what looked like the kitchen and started to do things. Me and Simon watched as she kept her cool.

"Do what, exactly? Why are you here? My police team are doing a search on this house." He stated, coming closer to Julie and turned his backs to us.

I could feel my heart beating as he came closer to me. "Now Mia." He bent down so his eyes met mine. "What do you know about batteries."

"Oh, I am Tyson's caretaker. I'm sorry if he didn't let you know. He is still getting used to me." She acted as if she was moving pots and things around in the drawers below. "Yea, it's a little frustrating, especially since his parents leave on their business meeting sometimes with no warnings. I a few times I had come in the back door because they would leave so fast and forget to leave the front open for me."

Back door, she wanted us to go out the backdoor. I looked over at Simon who shared the same idea I did and moved to escape. We slowly and silently rolled behind them.

I didn't even look at their direction. Not wanting to see the man who is causing my brain to turn against me.

We slowly made our way out of the kitchen and kept making our way to the backdoor. I jumped slightly when a white dog popped out from behind a corner and looked at me.

"Macy." I whispered. She let out a slight yip and ran off, almost beckoning us to follow. We did so and she led us to the glass back door. We snuck out and saw Ty chilling in a red convertible with bags piled in the back seats.