Chapter Fifty six

Hope

I woke up tired and picked up my phone. It showed six missed calls. All from Isabella, my sister. After my memory returned, i remembered she had given me her number. I tried to call her Last night but it went straight to voice mail. I looked at my phone, no texts showed, but voice mails after each one.

“Hey, Hope. Call me when you get this.”

“Checking in, Hope. You there?”

“Um, I’m feeling like a stalker. You can’t still be mad at me. Hell, you can be whatever you want. Shit, I would be pissed. Okay, please don’t be mad at me.”

“Fuck.” Effie’s voice in the background, then my sister again. “No, honey, mommy didn’t say a bad word.” I smiled.

“Hope, if you don’t call me back right now, I’m getting in my car and driving over there!”

“Fuck. I’m on my way!”

I checked the time of the messages. The last one was from about an hour and a half ago. Which meant she would be here any minute.

I pocketed the phone and ran out the door. On my way down the stairs, I heard a voice I recog