The Kidnapper

Chapter 9:

Jenny and her friends began backing away from the window, but it didn't help. The woman walked through the wall and stood, staring at them. Kim tried to speak, but the woman spoke first."Do you need me?" Will looked at her. How long had she been there? Had she been listening?

"Wh...wha....what?" Jonas stuttered.

"I've been at the window since last night, listening. I know your situation and I want to help." as the woman spoke, small, distant whispers surrounded her words. The woman shot Jenny a glare, waiting for an answer.

"I...we...how?" Jenny couldn't handle this.

Too much had happened to her since the other night and her mind was spinning out of control.  Jenny looked around as if the walls were closing in on her. Finally she collapsed to the floor, her body limp. Kim picked her up and put her on the bed. Jonas got her mother and Will tried to wake her up.

"I...I'm...I'm so sorry. I will go." the ghost girl seemed to be scared of what she had done.

"Wait!" Will yelled.

"You need to stay here. We do need your help." Will knew that she could help, but they had to wake up Jenny first.

The ghost hovered over Jenny. Her eyes seemed to twinkle like they had been taken out and replaced with stars. The ghost lowered herself to her knees and waved her hands over Jenny's body. A twinkle rose out of Jenny. Will stared in awe as Jenny's body twinkled all over. Jenny's eyes flickered open and she began to sit up. The ghost smiled and stood again.

"Wh... what happened." Jenny said, rubbing the back of her scalp.

She looked at Will and then at the ghost. She struggled to her feet, once again forgetting the broken leg. She stumbled off the bed and over to the door. She tripped over her desk chair and crashed to the ground. She was sick to death of ghosts. She wanted it all to end. She considered what the website said about taking her own life and letting him rest in peace. She looked back to see Jonas's hands outstretched to her. He grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

"Jenny, Jenny. Calm down. Let's figure this out." but Jenny couldn't calm down. Not now.

She already had one ghost after her and now this one! Jenny fell to her knees and began crying. Everything turned blurry and before she knew it, she was being lifted to her feet and walking toward her bed. Will sat next to Jenny and rubbed her back trying to calm her."Jenny..." the ghost spoke.

"I want to help, not hurt. I can help with Andrew." the girl's voice was soft and sweet without anger or fear.

The woman seemed to be in her 20's and her dress was shredded and bloody. Kim walked through the door, noticing Jenny. Angela stepped beside of Kim to get a better look. She noticed the ghost and squinted her eyes as if they were playing tricks on her.

"Is... is that...a...a... ghost?" her mom stuttered, clear shocked.

"Yes, Angela, but she's here to help with Andrew." the ghost girl sat on the bed and explained everything.

She had met Andrew before he died and knew his plan. The night Jenny went walking, she tried to warn her, but she had just been learning how to make herself visible to people. Everyone stared at her listening. The girl's name was Cameron. She was killed in the 1800's after a stolen locket was given to her and she was shot and killed. Jenny had figured out that when a new ghost was about to appear, the room would go cold. Jenny noticed another ghost swirling into formation.

"No! It's Andrew!" but it wasn't. Instead, this ghost was familiar.

"Hi Jenny." the ghost said.

"D...d....dad?" Jenny said almost in tears.