by Keya Jay
Chapter twelve: My Dearest Aaron
“What to do with him?” the man asked frantically.
“Leave him someone will find him,” she instructed.
“Hurry before someone finds you, besides he won’t be non-conscious for long so we have to get out of here,” she added.
“Only you would say non-conscious instead of unconscious,” he mumbled.
“Why not just take him with us and finish what we started?”
“Always so eager,” she mumbled impatiently. “We can’t do that we have to mix it up now drop him and let’s go.”
The man did as she instructed and disappeared in the shadows beside her.
“What if he tells people what happened?” he asked.
“He can’t tell people about what he couldn’t see; besides I took care of it pretty soon he won’t be able to say anything at all. Now let’s get out of here.”
“Why do you think the man was following the short little blonde?” he asked.
“I don’t know but nothing good could have possibly come out of it.”
The duo walked farther into the shadows on the side of the abandoned warehouse when they saw the tall man that had accompanied the blonde yesterday.
“We’re going to have to get in and out of there sooner or later; now that we know where he’s hiding them it gives us easier access.”
“What the fuck do you mean we? You know as well as I do that I’m going in there by myself, I know you.”
The woman smiled shyly, “Fine but keep an eye on the place we need to know when it’s the perfect-est time.”
“You mean the perfect time right?” he asked rolling his eyes.
The woman gave him a warning glare.
“Ok, ok and what will you be doing while I’m here?”
“I will be keeping an eye on the other one, the boys no good for her you know. He’s dangerous and there’s a lot she doesn’t know about him.”
“You almost sound as if you care,” the man scoffed.
“I do care,” she argued.
“Mmhmm sure you do.”
The woman went around back and snuck into the building behind the warehouse. She needed to stay close everything she needed was just in reach here.
The woman walked up the stairs toward the top floor—the only floor with completely untouched windows; all the others were either cracked or completely gone—the woman pulled down the ladder that would take her to the roof of the building.
She looked around at the fairly darkening sky and it wasn’t even 8 yet.
She sat down pretzel style and grabbed the laptop and opened up her email.
To: 050972
From: Unknown Recipient
Subject: 20 days
Dearest Aaron,
I have done everything I can by you; everything I did was to please you, because you are my everything. I can’t wait until I see you again. I will bear gifts this time and trust me when I say you will not be disappointed. The victim in question is nearly ready to meet you but first I have to take care of some things I hope you can understand that. Your safety and health mean the world to me without you none of this is worth it. I will not disappoint you I promise I’ll be everything you need and more. Thank you for storing your trust in me.Until next time.
Sincerely: Your one && only
The woman closed the laptop. She knew he’d be suspicious if she didn’t tell him why and what exactly she had to take time off to take care of but she needed a break from this after this little red head is takin care of he’ll need a few days to rest until she goes out for the hunt again.
This gives her enough time to take care of the short little blonde and her dark haired friend.
Sidney Fields
“Hey mom,” Sidney said as she hung up her jacket and walked toward where her mother sat on the couch…in the dark?
“Where have you been?” her mother asked.
“What do you mean I’m actually earlier than I’ve ever been its only 6 o’ clock?”
“Just answer your mother’s question,” Hank said from beside her.
“I was down by the creek,” Sidney answered slowly.
Something was wrong here. The lights were out and by the looks of it Hank and her mother were just watching a movie but that’s not what felt wrong. What felt wrong was that her mother had been crying and if Sidney knew anything about her mother it was that she was not a crier and then what’s weirder is that Hank….HANK! Had been the one to comfort her.
“I know you were with Nathaniel,” she said softly.
“Yea I was—wait is that what this is about, me hanging with Nate?”
“You know I don’t approve and yet you do it anyways. I barely approve of Caitlin but I let that go...Hank was right,” she finished in a whisper.
Sidney’s head had immediately snapped into Hanks direction.
“What is she talking about, what did you say to her?” she asked accusingly.
“You’re using me,” Sidney’s mother continued in her softly whispered voice.
“Why Sidney, why are you doing this? That boy is nothing but trouble, do you realize the hell that boy put this family through? And don’t let me even get started on that near death scare he had given your father.”
“Oh gosh please tell me you’re not fretting over the people I choose to hang out with. I’m 19 mom I can hang out with whoever the fuck I want to! The only reason I stuck around as long as I had was because dad had just died and I’d thought you’d need me. Now you’re letting a complete stranger come between us,” Sidney said motioning toward Hank.
“Watch how you talk to your mother, she does not deserve your anger,” Hank spoke up.
“No she doesn’t you’re right because you do!”
“I think you need to calm down,” he said.
“You told me if she found that book that she’d start acting out, I should have listened to you,” her mother said to Hank.
“What book?” Sidney asked confused.
“I think you should give Hank the book honey,” Sidney’s mother said.
“What the fuck are you talking about?!” Sidney asked her mother.
“She’s referring to Aaron’s book of secrets,” Hank said.
A slow sinister smile played along the thin lines of Sidney’s lips, “So that is what all of this is about?” she asked as realization hit.
“You have to give it to him Sidney,” her mother pleaded.
“Mom don’t you realize that he’s just using you?”
“Sidney, please just don’t argue and go get the book and give it to him.”
There was something wrong with her mother Sidney hadn’t noticed it when she first walked into the house and she’s surprised it took her this long to notice it but her mother’s eyes were dry and red as she stared at nothing, her voice a bit robotic with no feeling and she has yet to move.
Sidney looked accusingly at Hank, “I know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work,” she said as she stood up and headed toward her bed room.
“SIDNEY GIVE ME THE FUCKING BOOK!!” Hank yelled.
“YOU’LL NEVER GET THE BOOK HANK! BUT IT WAS SUCH A GOOD EFFORT YOU PUT IN!” she yelled back.
Once Sidney was in her room she noticed that her room was a mess of books and papers, shoes and clothes everywhere.
“I guess it didn’t take him long to find out the book wasn’t here,” she whispered as she began cleaning up her room.
