Here we go! I hope that this chapter doesn't fail to impress -even though was hard for me to write :'( Anyways, let me know what you guys think!
"You can't be serious." John said, raking a hand through his hair. I had jumped down from my bedroom window to run and get to his house, now to hide underneath his kitchen table. His mom was in bed, and we were trying to be quiet.
"I don't know what to do, John." I said shakily. This is insane! Mom can't do this! I'm not going.
"We can hide you here." he offered. "Mom would be cool with it." I kind of smiled at that.
"This would be the first place they'd look and you know it." I whispered solemnly. John groaned.
"As cool as it is there, I don't know how long I'd be able to hide." I countered. "I think I'm gonna run for it. Maybe I should hitchhike." I thought out loud.
"No way, that sucks." He said quickly. "We can figure out something Sadie. And soon too…what if your mom's out lookin for you?"
"Don't say that." I whispered, pulling my knees up to my chest. "I don't want to go with her." Before either of us could speak again we heard steps coming down the hallway. A moment later I saw John's mom come into the kitchen in her pastel pink nightgown, her hair sticking up in different directions. Oh crap. Maybe she won't notice us.
"John?" she called out.
"Y-yeah?" He said after a second. I looked to him half upset and half worried and he put it his hands up in mock surrender. He then took my hand and slowly we made our way from out over the table.
"What's going on?" His mom asked worriedly. "Do you guys know what time it is?"
"We have an emergency mom." John countered. She threw another weary glance towards us then told us to sit down.
"Now, tell me what's wrong." She said after yawning. I didn't know where to start.
"Somethin's happened to my…parents." I whispered. "And now mom thinks she has the right to take me out of Castle Rock. She has tickets to take us to Vegas."
"What? That doesn't make any sense. She can't do that." I'm glad that I'm not the only one who thinks so!
"But she can." John piped up. "She's got all the papers she needs to get out of town untouched…If we do anything bout it she'll get the authorities into it."
"Wait, when's she planning all of this to happen Sadie?"
"Tomorrow morning." I murmured. She slapped a hand over her mouth. "And Chris and Richard can't come." I finished.
"What can we do Mom?" John asked, raking a hand through his hair. As she went to speak we heard a loud bang on the front door that made me jump then go frigid. She stood up quickly and made her way to the edge of the kitchen.
"Stay quiet, you two." She whispered, and we numbly nodded. I looked to John, whose eyes were as big as saucers. John's mom left the room and I heard her shuffle to the front door. She opened it slowly and groggily spoke.
"Hello? What're you doing here Anna Lou?" she asked. Shit. It's my mom.
"Don't play coy with me Lucy Merrill." She spat. John grabbed my hand and we stood up. "Where's my daughter at?"
"I don't know what you mean." His mom said innocently. Without permission I heard my mom rush into the house and John pulled my hand to get us away. We weren't fast enough.
"Sadie Chambers, come here this instant." Mom yelled out once she was in sight, coming over to us.
"Anna Lou, you have no right to do this!" Lucy yelled.
"She's my daughter, I have every right." Mom countered and grabbed my arm, yanking me away from John. That night I was dragged home. I couldn't do anything to stop it, and I bet the whole town could hear me yelling. There's only one thing I know for sure- and that's that I'm not going down without a fight.
That next morning went by too fast for my liking. I wasn't allowed out of mom's sight, and I refrained from packing anything. I'm not going anywhere. Chris and Rich just sat by looking off into the distance. Dad wasn't around. John wasn't around. Mom was happy as ever. I wanted to slump into a corner and be forgotten forever. There were people surrounding the house-everyone must've known that something was wrong. News travels fast in a town like ours.
"Sadie." Mom called out. It was 9:30, and the train leaves soon. "Ready to go?" she asked. Has she lost it? Hell no I'm not ready to go.
I shook my head solemnly and crossed my arms over my chest. "I'm not going to Vegas." She sighed.
"Look, it'll be a new start for us."
"I don't want a new start. Why don't you just go?" I asked.
"Because I'll miss you sweetheart. Look," she began "don't make this harder than it has to be."
"What do you mean?" I asked quietly. Mom scooted closer to me.
"Sadie, come with me to Vegas, and don't make a big deal out of it. We don't want any legal issues for your Dad or even with that Merrill kid, right?" What does she mean? As if reading my mind she continued. "You are legally my daughter, and that means that if your father tries to make a move today, with or without your help, he can be charged with kidnapping you. Now we don't want that, do we?" she asked sweetly. I shook my head. She wouldn't do that, right? And what does this have to do with John?
"If you my dear try and run off, and I find out that Lucy and her son are in on it, I can take that down to the cops. Now, I don't want that for my daughter, or for her hooligan of a friend." She can't do this. She can't do this!
"Don't do it." I whispered. She smiled.
"I won't. Just don't cause any problems today. Okay?" she asked. I didn't answer. "Okay?" she repeated, less patient now.
"Okay." I could barely hear myself say it.
I didn't have much time to say goodbye. I just felt numb as we made our way, slowly, if I might add, to the train station a couple blocks away. I can't do anything…or everyone else will get into trouble. Chris and Rich bombarded me with a bear hug, and their breaths were uneven. I bet mine was too. This isn't fair. They're my brothers for goodness sake! Dad was next, and the hug was frigid and short lived. Looking up, his stature seemed to sink down. He was a mess…and I can't do anything.
"Love you." I said wearily. He didn't even say it back, just nodded in agreement. He pulled away and I shook away the foggy thoughts in my head. Denny walked up with his hands in his pockets.
"So…" he started.
"So…" I repeated. His brown eyes looked sad, and I was pulled into yet another hug.
"I'll miss ya slick." He whispered. I nodded. Some goodbye, right? Looking around, John was leaning against the fence on the side of the train station. Noticing the flicker of…pain? Or hurt? I don't really know how to describe it in his eyes. Getting apart from Denny awkwardly I ran up to him though, and he seemed rather cold.
"You okay?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders. I circled my arms around him however, yet he still seemed distant. He seemed to grudgingly hug me back. "John?" I asked again. He pulled back, his eyes clouded over, and he wouldn't looked at me.
"You have to go, Sadie." He said solemnly.
"What?" I asked.
"Go." He repeated coldly. Little did I know that Mom was right behind me, that is, until she took hold of my hand and pulled me away from my friend. I was pulled away to the train, my eyes never leaving John Merrill. He wouldn't look back at me. What's happened? As I took my seat on the stuffy train I looked out the window to see Chris and Richard, teary eyed, and being held back by Dad. I frowned. How could Mom do this to us?
Sending one last look back to the crowd, I focused back on John, who finally looked me in the eye, momentarily that is. He turned stiffly then and walked away. No. NO! What's happening? Mom boarded and sat next to me, grabbing my attention as the train started up.
"Nevada, here we come!" Mom sang. I slumped back and closed my eyes, finally letting the frustrated tears burn through me. Mom, why?
So...let me know what you guys are thinking at this point. Like I said before, this was hard to write-and may (sadly) be bound to get worse for our young friend. Once again, let me know. Much love-Crimsonsky132