The unknown truth! (Sequal to the school project)

3~ Escaping

Louis's pov.

"When was the last time you saw Ally Summers?" He investigated. I said early the morning around 1 maybe. Then he asked our relationships. Like friends, brother or whatever. I'm not sure if I'm still classified as he boyfriend considering she broke up with me.

I frowned at the thought but just said we were dating. He nodded then asked if I knew anyone who would want to take or hurt her. There was the girls from high school but they wouldn't go this far and they have most likely have forgotten about her.

I couldn't seem to think with this headache so I just said that I didn't know anyone that's until my mum spoke up. "Well there is her Dad but he is in jail for abusing her," She says wondering if it would help.

The man's eyes seem to look deep in thought and he asked for his name and Mum told him. As soon as he heard that name his eyes widened in worry. "Wait here for a moment please!!" he said worriedly.

He rushed over to the police car and started doing some things. He soon came back with he look om his face that seemed to know something.

"Okay well we know who took Ally. Her father seemed to have escaped jail a 6 days ago and there has been a search for him ever since and we still have been looking but couldn't find him," he said trying to keep a professional look on his face.

Are you freaking kidding me!!!??? HER DAD!! He would bloody kill her. This isn't good, how could I let this happen! Mum raised her hand to her forehead and I could tell she was starting to stress.

The police officer spoke again. "We were close to catching and arresting him again because 4 days ago he was seen breaking into a house and a little girl was kidnapped from the house and the parents of the child were injured, we haven't been able to find the child either," he said making this even more confusing.

Why would he steal a kid? Maybe someone else to bash? I don't know. My head was thumping still and my ears were ringing slightly and my vision was slightly getting better and better. Mum called up the collage and spoke to the principal and made up a lie.

She said that ally and I need to have some time off school to visit some family. He seemed to believe it so school is one less thing I have to worry about.

I ran my shaking hand through my knotted hair and I seemed to start thinking the worse but I couldn't give up on Ally.

Ally's pov.

I freaked out. I tried to get as far away as that monster as possible. My breathing was heavy and my head was feeling light and dizzy. It couldn't be him. My dad is in jail.

All the bad things he did to me flashed before my eyes and I couldn't help but let my salty tears fall from my tired eyes. He stepped closer to me and he smelled of drugs. He had a evil smirk on his disgusting face.

"Hey my little girl good to see your Daddy? Suprise!!" He growls at the end that caused shivers to race down my spine and the hairs on my neck stand up.

"I thought you were in jail rotting away!!" I said trying to sound fearless and strong but that didn't happened instead I sounded weak and scares which was how I felt. He laughed loudly and I could see amusement in his cold dark eyes.

"You think a few bars and a building can keep me away? I escaped I know a lot of people so they helped me out, it helps to have a people to get you out of things!" he says his face just inches away from mine.

I turned my head and squeezed my eyes shut and just wanted this to end. Why can't he just leave me alone. He backed away and said that I was always a coward. The van we were in must of hit a pothole or a bump because it moved suddenly which caused me to bang my head against the wall for the 2nd time.

Dad managed to keep his balance and he turned his back to me and started to grab somethings. When he turned back around I knew what was about to happen. He hand he had a rag which had a wet patch and in his other hand a jar filled with something.

I could tell it was the knockout has that when you inhale it you fall asleep for a little while. He walked up to me, each step making a loud sound against the tin car. I knew that if I tried to fight with getting knocked out then it would cause me getting a hit and pain.

There was no way to avoid this only stalling a little but I didn't bother there was no point. He roughly placed the wet rag over my dry mouth and I quickly inhaled the gas.

He put the rag and jar away and waited for me to pads out. My eyes began to droop and I couldn't feel myself drifting into a sleep. I yawned and I couldn't resist the urge to fall asleep.

Soon blackness was all I could see and I was quick into a deep sleep.