Whatever Happened To Whatsername?, chapter 2
A few days later I woke up, it took me a while because I still felt groggy, and then I finally came into the real world, my heart started beating faster and I was rummaging round trying to get out of the handcuffs. I remembered I had my mobile in my pocket, so I tried to reach down to it. I finally managed to get it and I pulled it up to my head, and on the screen it said "Fucking call the police, and you'll be dead before you know it", so I nervously put it down and began to cry, that's when I saw it, the key to the handcuffs, I reached over to get it, but paused halfway "it must be some kind of trap" I said to myself, but I was so desperate to get out, so I grabbed them anyway. I put the key into the hole and my hand came free, no problems. A soon while later I heard my dad coming down the stairs, I needed somewhere to hide, quickly I jumped in the cupboard, I heard the door creak open, and then I rushed out of the cupboard, and out the door pulling it closed behind me, I stopped at the top of the stairs trying to get my breath back. I heard banging on the door, and my father shouting "GET BACK HERE YOU MISERABLE LITTLE FUCKER!" Luckily the door was locked so he couldn't get out.
I looked around, I seemed to be on the ground level, and I was in some sort of cellar, I was in a hallway of some sort, so I walked to the end of it and opened the door, outside was a dirt track surrounded by lots of trees, and out there was my dads car. I hadn't driven much before, but I knew how to drive, so I climbed in, started the engine and drove down the track. I remembered where I was now, this was were my grandparents used to live, before they were brutally murdered 5 years ago, and that case still wasn't solved. I kept on driving along the track until I came to an intersection on the edge of town, I stopped the truck and got out, knowing it was illegal to drive on public roads underage, and that police were everywhere because it was the Queens Birthday long weekend. I started running towards my home, I don't know why, but its what seemed right. I walked in the door, and that's when I saw it Sam, my twin brother, was about to jump from the upstairs landing down to the ground, with a rope tied around his neck.
"No!" I screamed, and ran up the stairs and grabbed him.
"What the hell are you doing?" I said,
"I'm getting sick of this life! Dads always beating us up, and now mums gone!" he said,
"But if you were gone, I'd have no one!" I said, and burst into tears. It was true, in my whole life I'd only ever made a couple of friends, but they didn't understand me as much as Sam did, and if he left, I guess I would too.
Sam and I went for a walk to talk things through, we decided that we would stay at friend's houses until our relatives figured out what to do with us. When we got back home, I dialed the number of Liz, my friends, number.
"Hello?" I said,
"Hey Ben, what's been doing?" she replied,
"Um... I was wondering, if it was possible if I could um... Stay at your house for a few nights?" I said,
"Sure, sure, but why?"
"Well I've been having a little trouble, I'll tell you about it when I get to your house"
"OK, just a second, I'll ask my parents if it's ok"
"They said it is, so you can rock on over any time you want!"
"OK, see you soon"
I packed my bag, and began was about to walk out the door when I remembered, Sam, I had to check if he had somewhere to stay. So I quickly ran up the stairs to check on him. I knocked on the door, no answer.
"SAM!" I screamed out.
Still no answer, so I ran down the stairs, only to be shocked at what I could see.
I looked around, I seemed to be on the ground level, and I was in some sort of cellar, I was in a hallway of some sort, so I walked to the end of it and opened the door, outside was a dirt track surrounded by lots of trees, and out there was my dads car. I hadn't driven much before, but I knew how to drive, so I climbed in, started the engine and drove down the track. I remembered where I was now, this was were my grandparents used to live, before they were brutally murdered 5 years ago, and that case still wasn't solved. I kept on driving along the track until I came to an intersection on the edge of town, I stopped the truck and got out, knowing it was illegal to drive on public roads underage, and that police were everywhere because it was the Queens Birthday long weekend. I started running towards my home, I don't know why, but its what seemed right. I walked in the door, and that's when I saw it Sam, my twin brother, was about to jump from the upstairs landing down to the ground, with a rope tied around his neck.
"No!" I screamed, and ran up the stairs and grabbed him.
"What the hell are you doing?" I said,
"I'm getting sick of this life! Dads always beating us up, and now mums gone!" he said,
"But if you were gone, I'd have no one!" I said, and burst into tears. It was true, in my whole life I'd only ever made a couple of friends, but they didn't understand me as much as Sam did, and if he left, I guess I would too.
Sam and I went for a walk to talk things through, we decided that we would stay at friend's houses until our relatives figured out what to do with us. When we got back home, I dialed the number of Liz, my friends, number.
"Hello?" I said,
"Hey Ben, what's been doing?" she replied,
"Um... I was wondering, if it was possible if I could um... Stay at your house for a few nights?" I said,
"Sure, sure, but why?"
"Well I've been having a little trouble, I'll tell you about it when I get to your house"
"OK, just a second, I'll ask my parents if it's ok"
"They said it is, so you can rock on over any time you want!"
"OK, see you soon"
I packed my bag, and began was about to walk out the door when I remembered, Sam, I had to check if he had somewhere to stay. So I quickly ran up the stairs to check on him. I knocked on the door, no answer.
"SAM!" I screamed out.
Still no answer, so I ran down the stairs, only to be shocked at what I could see.
