The footsteps faded as Angela slowly opened the door. She looked through the side of the door. It was quiet; there was no one in sight. As she stepped out behind the door, she had to find the key to that door.
She slowly picked through those keys and fitted every key. When he was down to the last key, the gate lock opened.
With a sigh of relief, Angela looked around and walked over to the door. She attempted to push it open, but it was locked. She banged twice on the door.
When she heard someone screaming for help, "Nicole, is that you?" There was no answer. Angela was searching through the keys when she heard footsteps from upstairs and ran manicured into the corner until the footsteps faded.
She stood up and put the gun in the back of her Jean. She searched through the keys and found a key that had fitted into the door. She slowly turned the key, expecting the worst, taking a deep breath; when the door opened, a horrible smell came from the cell. It was
There is a knock on the door, Jack is sitting on the sofa, eating a snack, and he turns around to look at the door, removes his gun from his waist, he then switches off the TV, stands up, slowly walks over to the door as he peaks out of the curtain. It's 9 pm. Who could this be at the door in this weather? Whoever is at the door, their back is facing Jack. All he can see is a yellow raincoat. He then wipes the mist off the window and walks to the door looking through the peek hole. It's Claire. He opens the door. She is soaked from the rain, standing there as the water drips on the tiles, "Claire, what are you doing here at this hour?” Her eyes are red. It looked like she had been crying. "Claire, talk to me. Are you okay?" He walks behind her and removes her raincoat. He notices blood dripping from her arm onto the tiles, but Jack can't see any injuries on her. He places his hands on her cheeks, “Claire, talk to me. I am here
“Wake up,” Jack checked for a pulse, and with a sigh of relief, he got a damp cloth holding it to her forehead. She opened her eyes, holding her head, “what has happened?” she narrowed her eyes. Jack lifted her from the ground, "Will you be okay?" "I think I will." “Maybe I should drive you home.” “I will be fine, Jack.” “You can sleep on the sofa.” "Are you sure?" "Yes, I am sure it is raining outside." “Thanks, Jack, thats sweet of you.” "Can I get you anything to eat?" "I am fine, thanks." "Are you sure?" "I am sure, thank you.” Claire stared into Jack's eyes and smiled, “are you always this sweet?” Jack blushed. “It depends on who I am with.” Claire lay down on the sofa as Jack switched off the light. Claire turned and looked at him, “ Jack would you mind sitting in the other armchair?” “Sure, but why, though?” “I just feel safer with you around
"What are you doing, Claire?"Claire turned around surprised, "I wasn't expecting you here.""Yeah, well, I had a feeling you were about to do something stupid." he whispered, "did you find what I was looking for?""Meet me outside," Claire whispered."I have what you are looking for, but what will you do with this?""Have up opened it?" Claire nodded."You do know what? That is not what we agreed on. You were not supposed to read it.""Well, you know me, I like getting all up in your business.""Just give me the paper.""No, not until you tell me what you will do with it; things like this can get us killed.""So you were about to stab Jack in his sleep?""No, I was not, and no one can see us alone again. It will start to draw suspicion.""I know. I have already had to answer many questions I wasn't prepared for."Claire handed the paper. He opened the paper, "So this is it. We finally got to
Angela dragged Nicole to the car and drove off; she was happy Nicole was alive."There is something you must know, Angela.""What is it, Nicole?""Me being missing is far beyond you or me; Jack is in danger.""What do you mean he is in danger?"Nicole looked down. "Nicole, what are you talking about?"“I wish I could tell you in words, but I was taken for a reason, they are out to get you and Jack, and I was the closest you have.”Angela frowned, "Close; you are not making sense; what are they after.""That night, I got taken; it was not Jack's fault.""But Jack admitted to dumbing you in the river.""Well, he didn't. We found out that they were after us that evening; at the fire, we were dancing, and I was snatched by some guys wearing masks. Jack got away.""So why didn't Jack tell me the truth." Angela looked into her rearview mirror. There was a black Mercedes behind her."We were pro
"Who is that downstairs?"Claire and Jack quietly make their way down the staircase; it's their dad, his wearing a grey suit and holding his briefcase, "Jack, son, you never told me you had a guest over.""Well, dad, I was not expecting you."His father walked over to Claire, "hello, beautiful lady.""Hello, Sir; it's an honor to meet you finally."His dad smiled. "What is that smell? I have not smelled something on that stove for a while now.""I am preparing lunch, Sir; it would be great if you could join us.""Yes, I would love to eat a home-cooked meal; please excuse me. I want to get settled in."Jack and Claire had hidden the gun when they saw it was Jack's father.His father went upstairs, and Jack and Claire walked over to the window, "was that my imagination of someone being on the roof?" Claire shook her head, "No, I also heard someone."Claire looked through the window and saw the two black Mercedes had
Claire laughed as the crowd looked at her, “Relax, guys, it's a water gun.”"That gun looks real."Marcus and Jack shake their heads and continue walking.“Wait up, guys.” Melanie ran up to them."Where do you think they are going?"Max stood there looking at Marcus and Jack, “who cares where they are going? Let's enjoy ourselves."Claire looked at Melanie, “yeah, let's do that.”Melanie followed Jack and Marcus, "Why is she so around them?" Claire looked at Melanie, “those shorts she had on were so skanky.”"Can you stop already?" Max snapped, “let her be with whoever she wants. If it's Jack, so be it.”Claire's eyes grew dark, "I never asked your opinion." Claire stripped down to her bathing costume.Her eyes peer out through a wild tangle of hair like a cornered animal. Defiant and intense, but skittering around, looking for escape simultaneously
Jack paced back and forth in the room. He felt annoyed at everything that was happening, he was constantly being attacked, yet all he did was mind his own business. Jack stood by the window, noticing a car resembling Max's brothers. He knew if he were to bump into them again, he would probably kill. He picked up his phone and dialed Claire's number. She answered immediately. "Jack, are you okay?" "I'm fine. Sorry for disturbing you, but can I get Max's number?" "You called me because you want Max's number. Why do you want his number?" "I think I see his brothers outside my house, and I am not in the mood to put up with their shit again. I can't guarantee what might happen." "Jack, calm down. It's not them. They are here by his place." Jack went silent, “Okay, good.” Before she could say anything, he hung up. She called him back, "Jack, did you just hang up on me?" "No, Claire, we were done talking." The do
"We will get out of this.""I know we will. I don't doubt that,” Jack smiled, “just wish I could have saved my dad.”"You can't be a hero all the time."Jack looked around; it was quiet, and he had never had this much peace for a while. There came an incoming message from Claire, "Where are you, Jack?"He ignored the text and wandered around. Jack's phone rang from an unknown number, "Hello?"The other end was quiet; all he could hear was breathing on the other end of the receiver, “who is there?” He repeated; there was no answer except for heavy breathing, “hello?” He repeated when the call had dropped.The phone rang again, " Hello?"“Hi, sorry if I bothered you. It sounds like I caught you on a bad time?""Who am I speaking to?" Jack asked politely, "oh, I thought you would recognize my voice; it's Tania.""Aah, Tania, from the photo shoot?"She went quiet, "Yes,