Bitch Be Gone

Chapter 19: Tick Tock

Ryan's P.O.V.

"Ryannnn! Wakey wakey eggs-and-bacey!" I heard my sister chuckle.

I groaned and pulled my covers over my head. After I passed out at school and had a 'breakdown', my principal let me go home. I hated receiving pity from everyone since Andrea was missing, but getting out of school because of it definitely didn't hurt. Don't get me wrong, I missed Andrea so much that just the thought of her made my heart ache, but I wasn't a fan of everyone having the ability to see straight into my emotions and the problems I was facing.

Once my mom arrived home and saw that I wasn't at school, I lied and said that I was sick, but the school had already notified her of what happened. My family wasn't really the emotional type. My mom was a dentist, and my dad was some type of doctor. My parents were the typical rich parents, and they saw me and Elizabeth as perfect angels. Of course my parents loved us, and they did an outstanding job of providing to us what parents are supposed to provide for their kids, but they weren't very good in the emotional department. My dad and I used to be really close when I was younger, but the older I became, the more my dad became consumed with his work.

I was nearly blinded from the sun that was pouring out of my bedroom window. It was already Friday. I really didn't want to go back to school, but at the same time I did because I had so many questions. Well, more like question. I wanted to find out why Josh had gotten arrested.

I hadn't given much thought to the weird vision I had while I was passed out, but I was debating whether I should tell the police or not. It could've all been a figment of my imagination, but at the same time it could've not been. I tried to think back to the morning after the party. Did my head feel like it had been bashed over? Was my head pounding due to the alcohol, or from somebody attempting to murder me? Was my head pounding at all? I kept telling myself yes, but the more I did, the more I was starting to doubt myself.

The one thing that stuck out in my mind was the license plate number.

0LR 277

I kept replaying it in my head. Something inside of me just knew that it had to be important. Suddenly, I felt Elizabeth's hands jerk me back and forth, bringing me back to the present; reality.

"Okay, okay I'm up!" I yawned as I sat up. I glanced over at Elizabeth who had a strange look on her face. She had on a black tank top and a blue pair of Nike shorts on, and her light blonde hair was pulled back in a loose braid.

"What's up?" I asked slightly concerned. Normally she would be bouncing off the walls, not that I had never seen her upset before. It's just that it was rare to ever see my sister down in the dumps.

"I... I just wanna make sure you're okay." She sighed as a small smile grew on her face. I gave her a puzzled look, but then I realized what she meant.

"Mom told you? About Andrea...?" I questioned.

"I already knew, like, at the beginning of the week when all of it started... I just didn't say anything about it cause I didn't want to upset you any more than you already were." She explained. I never realized how mature Elizabeth was becoming. She was only thirteen, but she seemed to be handling Andrea's disappearance way better than I was.

"Did you really think I wouldn't figure out about it? Everyone in town is talking about it, and Dad was watching the news, and I saw it on there too..." She explained. I didn't know what to say. Elizabeth plopped down beside me on the bed, and pulled me in for a hug.

"It's gonna be okay, Ry. Andrea is a strong girl. I know that she's gonna be okay..." Elizabeth tried to reassure me. No matter how many times people told me it was going to be okay, I still didn't believe it.