Piper's Pov
"Help!" I scream, growing more and more depleted "Somebody help me!"
Still, nothing but the background noises of the forest ensues. I blink back the tears that are beginning to well in my eyes, refusing to let myself succumb to that outcome already. I've been out of the bunker less than ten minutes, and though I was initially filled with hope, it immediately diminished when I realized that I'm in the middle of nowhere. There's not so much as a path to tell me which direction I should start walking, and choosing a direction at random will most likely lead me to an even worse off situation.
I know what I have to do. But just like my recent dilemma of retrieving the key to V's room, I'm not sure if I can do it. The smartest option would be to go back into the bunker to get food, water, and warmer clothes before I venture off into the woods, but I'm not sure I can bring myself to go back into the bunker; I just got out.
Also in the bunker is a computer. And possibly a phone. Two direct lifelines of contact, meaning I could call the police, or my parents, or whoever I wanted, and they could track my location and come find me.
That's the most logical option, and quite possibly the easiest too. I just have to go back into the bunker—easier said than done.
I look back down into the hole and my heart races even more than it already was. I'm not sure I can bring myself to go back down there, even though I know it won't magically lock me back in. I can see part of the desk from here, so it's not like I'd have to go back into the bunker very far. I decide this is another thing I don't have a choice about, and begin climbing back down.
The computer is password protected, so I opt for the phone option instead. My heart nervously races as I realize that I haven't actually seen a phone in here, but I know V has one, meaning there's a chance she could have it on her. I think back to checking all her pockets, and I feel a weight lift when I remember that there isn't a pocket I haven't checked. So if the phone isn't with her, it has to be somewhere in this bunker, and I better start looking.
I check the bedroom up and down; bedside table, desk drawer, closet, and find nothing. I know that means that I'll have to venture out into the other rooms, including the one where V's dead body is.
I go to the kitchen, averting my eyes from the limp body on the floor as I pass by. Opening cupboards and sifting through nearly empty drawers, I start to feel even more discouraged as the phone isn't anywhere in sight. I check the fridge and even the freezer, taking some food and a water bottle with me as I leave the kitchen, but still without a phone.
The only place I have yet to check is the living room, so while ducking my head down to face away from V's body, I hurry to it through the dining room. The obvious places like the coffee table and tv stand have absolutely nothing on them, so I don't hesitate pulling off the couch cushions.
I hardly believe my eyes when I see the black cellphone. I quickly grab it and shove it into my pocket, this moment feeling almost too surreal to be true. I don't give myself time to give it much thought, and run back over to the ladder to get out of this bunker once and for all.
With the water and snacks in hand and the phone in my pocket, I start walking away from the opening to the bunker, irrationally scared that I'll somehow get trapped back inside. I stop by an especially large tree and pull out the phone, my heart racing even more when I see it only has 2% battery left. My heart beats in my ears as my shaky hands dial 911.
"911 what is your emergency?"
I burst into tears of relief "I-I don't know where I am but I just got out of a bunker. My name is Piper, I was kidnapped."
"Piper Fitz?" The woman breathes "Oh my god honey are you okay? Do you have any idea on where you are?"
"I'm okay," I sob "I don't know where I am, it's somewhere in a forest but there's nothing else around."
"Okay don't worry, just stay on the phone and we'll find your location. Everything's going to be fine."
"Okay." I cry, wiping my salty tears off my face "But...t-the phone's gonna die any minute."
"It's okay, don't worry about that honey. We have your general location already so all we have to do is—"
The dispatchers voice gets cut off as the line goes silent.
"No," I pull the phone from my ear to see the dead battery sign on the screen "No!" I frantically try and turn it back on, although unsurprisingly the screen stays black.
"Oh no," I wail "No no no." My tears drip onto the phone, and the horrid realization sets in that once again, I am alone.
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Hi everyone, I'm sorry it's been so long since I've updated. Like a reallllyyyy long time :( I still love this book so much so I'm glad I got a new chapter out, and I'm gonna try to post the next one soon. Hope you're all well :)
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