The Text Message

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Should I click open or shut off my phone and enjoy my life? I mean im kinda against always being on my phone, but if he sent it its important!

I clicked open and it changed my life.

It was a black and white video of BLondy's house. I walked out of my bedroom and it looked like i was talking to someone. THen i realized that was the day of Blondy's murder. He was sending me a video of him killing Blondy. I immediatly shut off my phone and walked away.

I called Jason, because i felt lonely.

"Hey, it's me. Abbie." i bit my lip and whispered into the phone. 

"Hey, Abbie! How are you?" HE sounded happy.

"I'm.... good" I tried not to sound worried.

"Good. I should go, Lilac and i are going on a picnic." Right, Lilac and him got back together.

"Yay! Tell her i say hi" ANd then all i heard was dialtone.  

I heard Thomas walk through the door.

"Hey sweetie!" He hugged me.

"Hey, i think we should go visit my dad." 

"Your real dad?" 

"No, my dad i grew up with."

"All right, ill get the car started." HE ran outside and started his dented red car. He never got it fixed. Almost as if he was reminding himself of something. 

 After a few hours of driving, and by a few i mean YAWN! 

I ring his doorbell, hope and nervous in my head. 

"Abbie? Oh darling, how are you?" HE smiles sweetly, until he sees Thomas. Probably because THomas is over a foot taller than me.

 "Im good. We're good." i correct myself. Better get used to that.

"Who is this?" I can see hes trying to be nice, but i'm pretty sure hes gonna snap THomas' head off.

"This is..."

"I'm Thomas." HE reaches his hand out to shake my dad's.

"Thomas is a friend?" My dad does not want me and Thomas to be anything more.

"No, Thomas is.... My husband"

"I wasn't invited to the wedding?"

"No, we're very sorry Mr.Lynch." Classic Thomas. So sweet and innocent.

"Thomas, please leave i need to discuss this with my daughter." He tightened his tie.

"No! Thomas stays." I say sternly. Thomas holds me closer.

"Abbie. I am your father. You will do what i say"

"No! Your not my father! Nathan Oixer is!" I scream and then instantly regret it.

"How do you know that name"

"The police told me, when Alan was arrested."

"Well it was nice to meet you Thomas, take care of my daughter." And with that he slammed the door in our faces.

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