Author: WhatTheCensoredXD PM
For almost fifteen years her life was normal. For almost fifteen years she didn't know she held the key. For almost fifteen years she will finally see life in a different way. Sequel to Hope.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Drama - T. Madsen - Chapters: 23 - Words: 44,706 - Reviews: 44 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 08-21-12 - Published: 04-12-12 - id: 8017222
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"Soto," I exclaimed once I entered the comic store; I noticed some boys who were stunned to see me. Not being rude or anything, but haven't these guys ever seen a, I don't know…
Apparently not since they just gawked at my direction as if I were some prize possession they wanted. I sighed, rolling my eyes. Finally the doctor entered and I smiled at the sight of him; he sent a friendly wave while walking towards me.
"Ramona, I didn't know you would come that quickly," he stated and I laughed, but soon we turned serious. "Do you want to show me it?"
"Yeah, I think you should," I nodded, walking to the back door; I heard whispers fly around me and I huffed in annoyance. Soto followed me and closed the door so no one could snoop inside and sniff their nosy nose. I took out my phone and showed him the message from the block number; he just hummed, scratching his hair. Soto sat down in a nearby chair while I leaned against the drawing board, arms crossed.
"This is definitely creepy, Ramona…"
"I went to visit Irene's house and she acted really strange. I know Irene and she would never be aggressive towards me. Heck, she'll never be aggressive towards anyone!" It was true. One day, I walked with her afterschool and we saw a homeless guy. I gave him two dollars, but Irene, she gave him twenty.
"Also," I continued, "when I backed away from the door, I saw the curtains move. I have a feeling that someone is inside her house and a greater feeling it's the same person who sent that text." Soto rubbed his chin, his face in deep thought. I stood silent and simply watch him without disruption; his eyes finally shot up.
"I think we should contact Hauser," he suggested and my eyes soften in relief. "But I don't know if he'll pick up. He's been so busy on protecting Lucy that he's becoming distant; my face became hard as stone, eyes glaring.
"Well then I'll freaking knock some sense into that old man's ears! He should know that Lucy could take care of herself. Even she doesn't want to go with whatever he's planning. That man never learns does he?" Soto slightly laughed, but coughed since he believe it was an inappropriate time to do so. "How is Rebecca doing?" I whispered in fright. I know she is in a coma, thanks to Tommy, but still, I want to keep updated.
"In critical condition. Her heartbeat is normal, and growing stronger," a small smile curved his lips. "She's going to make it, Ramona."
"That's good news to hear. Any good news is heaven to my ears, Soto. You will not believe how stressed I am right now. With what's going on in my life, it's a lot a pressure for a teen like me," I smirked and he shook his head.
"It was your idea to help, Ramona."
"Yeah, I know that was a stupid idea," I waved him off. "But you know me: I'm stubborn."
"Just like Rebecca," he chuckled loudly and I giggled; I wonder if Hauser told Soto of the new Alcatraz hidden deep in the forest. I won't say anything; I'll leave that to the Grinch. Maybe he'll wait when Rebecca feels better that way he wouldn't have to repeat himself.
"Oh, my grandpa told my dad and aunt about what is going on," I spin my finger around. "I guess they took it well, but I don't know. They are worried, but angry that grandpa had lied to them about Tommy and whatnot."
"So…it was some family reunion?"
"Yup, but if Tommy comes along," I shook my head, "that would be icing on the cake for sure." We both shared a laugh and I brushed my hair away. My eyes went back to my phone and I let out a deep sigh for no reason.
"Hauser, just please check on her house! I have a feeling someone is holding her hostage," I pleaded with stressed eyes. "Please? I never ask you for anything and you owe me."
"Owe you what?" He growled in annoyance and I just glared at him, but soften my gaze.
"For the key; if wasn't for me then you wouldn't have been able to open that door under the lighthouse," I pointed out and he knew I was right. The way he scrunched his face was a victory for me and he mumbled an agreement. "Thank you, Hauser."
"Yeah, sure," he dismissed me while walking away from the Batcave. I looked at Lucy and she gave me a small smile.
"Um, Lucy," I spoke to grab her attention.
"Could you tell me more about Dale Warren? I just want to know some information, that's all," I clarified while shuffling my feet all nervously. She had a warm gleam in her chocolate eyes and she spin around to face me.
"Well," she dusted her jeans, "Warren was a very…quiet man. He rarely spoke during his time at Alcatraz nor did he speak with me during our sessions. Although, whenever I mentioned his sister, he would mumble words or phrases. That is the best I could get from him."
"Who was his sister?"
"Her name was Nancy Warren; a sweet young girl who died after being raped by two men. I could tell he truly loved his sister. Went as far as to avenging for her death no matter how brutal it may seem," she sadly ended, her eyes lowering.
"Tommy told me he planted chocolate in their mouths after he killed him since it was her favorite."
"Ah, yes, that was interesting; I do recall him carrying some small item everywhere he went," she remembered and my eyes perked up in interest, shoulders tense.
"Did you see what it was?" I had this scary feeling that the bow I receive might have some type of connection to him. Just thinking of it made my throat go dry in fear.
"Sadly no, I didn't see. His fist would always be curled protectively around it. He was afraid it would be taken away from him." I went into deep thought, placing a hand on my chin. Something about the bow was off. Why would some person just give it to me? It must hold some kind of value, but what? It was just a random bow you could buy at a store. "Ramona?"
I snap my head at her. "Huh?"
"Are you all right?" She had a worried look on her colored face. Her small frown created lines around her forehead. I just nodded my head, forcing a smile.
"Yeah, just thinking, that's all." She said okay, dropping the subject and I was thankful for that. I told Lucy I needed to leave and she understood. Grabbing my bag, I left the cave dreading the fact I need to go on that damn boat.
Walking out the old, abandon building, I headed straight for the police boat. One of the officers held their hand for me to grab. Climbing, I watched as the boat began to sail away and me holding on to the rail for support. My phone began to vibrate and I quickly fished for it inside my black hole pocket; taking it out, I answered it.
Instead of a reply, I heard of heavy breathing from the other line. Pulling the phone away in confusion for a second, I brought it back to me ear.
"Hello!" I yelled louder. "Who the hell is this?"
There was laughter before the call was cut off and I just stood there, stunned. Who the fuck was that person? Why did he or she say anything? Well, it sounded more like a guy so I'll go with he. Texting Hauser, I asked him if he was at Irene's house.
I received no answer from him.
"Damn him…" I muttered in anger. Looks like I'll pay a visit to her house again. Maybe enter her house this time.
I just hoped it would work. '
Chapter nineteen! Almost to twenty, but still more to come ^_^! Until next time…