Diary of a Biatch

5. Why Us?

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-Cynthia's POV-

After I sent my text to Lennie, I felt ecsastic. Finally, The Man was gone, never bothering us again. I was so lucky to have a man like Lennie.

As soon as he got home, I was gonna thank him in a very special and amazing way...

He should be home any second now!

I started making myself busy by doing some housework. This passed the time quickly.

After ten minutes, I looked out the window. Hmm, Lennie wasn't back yet. That's strange. He text me nearly 15 minutes ago; he should be back by now.

He must be in traffic, I thought.

For some strange reason, I had a bad feeling. Nothing had gone wrong, because Lennie had text me that everything was done and he'll see me soon.

To take my mind off it, I put some music on. I listened to a few songs, then looked out the window again.

Still no Lennie.

I decided to ring him, but there was no answer. I tried a few more times, but still no answer.

Now I was starting to get worried. But maybe he was just having a few drinks with Matt and Rob, but I wasn't sure.

I left him some texts, urging him to ring me, text me, and to please come home. I was getting that bad feeling again, but more powerful now.

It had been nearly two hours since he text me. I decided to text Matt.

IS LENNIE WITH U? HE ISN'T HOME YET X

I got an almost instant reply.

SORRY, HE ISN'T. HE DROPPED ME OFF AGES AGO AND SAID HE WAS GOING HOME 2 C U. TEXT ME WHEN HE GETS BACK X

I replied with:

OK THANKS ANYWAY AND I WILL X

Maybe he was with Rob?

HEY ROB. IT'S CYNTHIA. IS LENNIE WITH U? IF HE IS CAN U TELL HIM TO COME HOME PLEASE. THANKS X

Reply:

SORRY, CYNTHIA. HE'S NOT HERE. HE LEFT QUITE A WHILE AGO. TEXT ME WEN HE GETS BAC. THANKS X

I started panicking. Where was he? Why hadn't he come home? When would he get here?

Lennie, Lennie, Lennie... Please come home...

My brain started disfunctioning.

My eyes started to droop.

My palms were sweating like crazy.

I was dizzy. Too dizzy.

Then everything went black...

-Carl's POV-

As soon as I left school, I headed straight for Kaila's nursery.

Mum and Dad were always telling me to keep my head down, don't look at any strangers, and most importantly, never ever ever talk to them. If they talk to me, I was to ignore them and carry on walking.

I reached Kaila's nursery with a sigh of relief. I wasn't scared of strangers, just scared of the maniacs and psychos out there. You never know if they'll choose you as a victim.

I was only ten, but I looked older. Since starting rugby, I had started developing muscles in my stomach and on my arms and legs. I looked about 13, maybe 14, thanks to my height.