Falling Awake

Part 11

As soon as I woke up, I went to check on Cassie. This time, after I knocked repeatedly, there was no response. I consulted with Denny, until we eventually decided that Den should go wake her up, it was already ten am after all. I waited around the corner, anxiously, hoping that Cassie had forgiven us, I waited there until I heard Denny scream.

I ran around the corner, and burst into the bedroom, picturing blood everywhere and maybe even a brain on the floor, but all I saw was... nothing... The bed was made, and the window was open, lilac curtains waving in the breeze. Me and Denny stood there in shock.

"She's... gone..." I whispered. We started to investigate the room, that was when I found the note.

I'M TAKING THINGS INTO MY OWN HANDS

Me and Denny looked at eachother, and locked eyes in terror. Then we ran.

Me and Denny sprinted out of the front door, and into the yard where we stood and screamed Cassie's name. We knew she probably left in the middle of the night, therefore the chance that she could hear us was astronomically small, but at least when we yelled it felt like we were doing something.

"What are we gonna do?..." Denny sighed, tears welling up in his eyes

"I don't know Den, I don't know"

"Where would Cassie go, if she wanted to crash a car..." Denny asked

"Did she take the car?" I inquired, peering into the garage anxiously, only to see an empty space.

"Oh god... she took the car" Denny murmured

"Come on, we can take dad's car" I suggested, running to the passenger seat. Denny didn't move. He was frozen, in shock. I could tell that he truly cared for Cassie. I watched as a single tear rolled down his cheek, his face as pale as snow.

"COME ON DENNY," I yelled out of the car window "IF YOU WANNA SAVE CASSIE WE HAVE TO BEAT HER THERE" Denny stayed stock still, so I ran out onto the driveway. "Come on Denny, we have to go!"

"What if she dies Jory" Denny whispered "what if she dies..."

"Well, she's gonna die if we don't get moving" I snapped

"I-I c-can't live without her. I only just met her but Cassie is the love of my life..." he professed

"Shut up Denny, you can't know you love someone that fast. She's my sister, and we have to save her, so we have to MOVE" Trembling, Denny followed me to the car, seeing that Den was in no state to drive, despite him being the far superior driver, I took the wheel. Skillfully, I reversed off the driveway, and onto the road, it was almost instinct. I sped along the road, without a clue as to where I was even going, when suddenly Denny yelled

"THE JUNKYARD, SHE TOLD ME YOU COULD DO ANYTHING THERE. THAT'S WHERE SHE WOULD GO. TURN THE CAR AROUND JORDYN." I swerved the car around, and we drifted along the road as fast as the car, and my driving skills, would let me. Not fast enough. It was a ten minute drive but it felt like ten hours as we sped along the road. I could see the junkyard in the distance, the perfect scene for a disaster. The floor of the junkyard was composed of a bed of scrap metal, surrounded by a flimsy chain link fence. I saw tire tracks that left a swervy path towards a hole in the fence. We were too late.

They say that when someone you love is in danger, you get a rush of adrenaline that almost gives you superpowers. It's how people lift cars off family and run into burning buildings. That was how me and Denny felt as we raced towards the hole in the fence, scrap metal cutting into our bare feet. We found her on the ground, having crawled out of the car window. She had driven the car through the fence and into a huge oak tree inside the junkyard