The Hunt For Paige

Chapter Two

        After several blood transfusions and a week in the hospital bed I was beginning to feel hopeless that I was ever going to get the chance to save my sister. Day dreaming about Paige, I was interrupted by the doctor, "You should be able to go home tomorrow but you will have to keep it easy". Okay I said sarcastically, thinking no way you re gonna make me sit still and watch my sister disappear. When I got home I called my best friends Timber and Ashley I knew they would help me. "Hey girly whats up, are you alright, do you need to talk"? asked Timber, who is always worried about me. "Hey whats up chi-ca, I'm so sorry"! Guys listen I yelled, I'm alright I need you two to help me though. "With what" they simultaneously say. With finding my sister. "I'm in" they both say. Seriously i ask, I thought it would take some convincing. "Why would you think that, we will do anything for you even risking our lives we are all like sisters and we stick together." said Timber. "That's right" included Ashley. "We do this together" we all said. "I think I can get us some more help" Timber said deviously. "We all need to meet up at the park tomorrow where everything happened, is that alright Ava, do you think you can handle it?" Timber said as if I where some sociopath. Yes i'll be fine, I just need my sister back. "We are gonna get her back trust me I have an idea." said Timber as if she was ready to do some revenge. "Okay so we meet tomorrow at noon, its a plan, see you all there." said Ashley. "Bye Ava, get some sleep" said Timber as if she were my mother. Yes mom I said sarcasticly. There it was we were getting my sister back. Thoughts raced through my head a mile a minute as a slowly drifted off to sleep, dreamming about me and my sister being reunited. 

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I woke up the next morning, it was eight o'clock, so i grabbed my outfit for the day and took a shower. I was wearing a pair of dark skinny jeans and a black leather jacket with a neon caral tank top from American Eagle and a pair or neon coral vans. I put my hair in a messy bun after drying it and headed down stairs, where mom and grandma were still grieving. I know I should be sad but I am just so happy that we are gonna find my sister, so i acted as depressed as I could be, around them. They tried to bring me in for a hug but cut them off and said I was gonna get something to eat. So i grabbed a bowl of cereal and headed to the living room where i watch the clock tick by till it landed on the twelve, I yelled to grandma and mom I was gonna head over to Ava's and "hang out". Mom said that would be fine as long as I was back by dinner. So as I walked to the park I felt an erie vibe. I felt as if I was being watch, I swear i could feel eyes on me. I acted as if I dropped my phone and as i picked it up i could see the truck driving slowly behind me. I knew i couldn't panic so casual got up and ran to my neighbors house i knew they would be home, hopefully and as i walked up there porch someone yelled look behind you, I knew I shouldn't have but i had too, i saw my sister with blood and bruises all over her, i started crying instantly as Mr. Peters walked out and saw me on the street and he yelled  at me to come in but i couldn't, so as I saw Mr. Peters dissapar into the house, I knew it was now or never I turner and ran as the truck started to screech and go away I threw my phone on the truck, hidden of course. Yo may be asking why in the world would I do that, well lets just say I have seen CSI. My phone has a tracker on my moms phone so I can see where they took my sister and that boy, who probaly has a family in as much greif as us. Quikly after I put it on the truck I hear a shot go off, it was Mr. Peters with a 12 gage in his hand ready to shoot again, before I yelled stop. I didnt want hm shooting my sister, I would not , could not live with myself. Mr. Peters yelled at me to get inside, so I ran as the truck dissapered into thin air. Mr. Peters runs in franticly asking me question after questioned, I tried to tell him everything but he could not call the cops so I left some peices out. Its best he doesnt get involved.