Andy's POV
"Mom?" I asked speaking into the phone
"No, It's Bailey... Who is this?" She replied
"Bailey, it's Andy." I said rubbing my face
"No, Andy left us a long time ago... The doctors said you passed away." Bailey cried
"Listen to me I know this is hard...Bu-" I was cut off
"MOM! Andy's on the phone." Bailey screamed
I hung up. I looked out my window and tears formed into my eyes, I needed to clear things up. I stepped out of the car and made my way into the building.It was covered by moss, the windows were cracked and broken, one side of the building was missing. I looked around and took out my phone making sure I was in the right place, once it was confirmed I made my way inside. I looked around and saw a cop car in the middle of what I'm guessing is an office.
"Hello?" I screamed
No reply
"Hello? It's Andy, you told me to meet you here." I yelled again
This time I heard a shuffle
"Hello?" I said a little bit quieter
I looked around the corner and saw two black figures standing while facing each other.
"Um..Hi." I said making my way into the room
They both looked at me and smiled
"You must be Andy." The tallest man said shaking my hand.
"Yes I am... and you are?" I asked
"Liam, Liam Todd." Liam replied "And this is my partner Carl."
I looked at both of them and smiled. Why did they call me here?
"Andy? Is it. I know this is sudden, but you have something that belongs to us." Liam said making eye contact with me
"What is it?" I asked
"A girl." Carl butted in
"Alex?" I replied "Why do you need her?"
She has work she needs to Finnish." Liam said
"I don't know where she is." I lied
"Are you sure about that?" Liam said pointing a finger at me
"Positive." I replied
"If your lying to me, I will kill you." He replied angrily "Are we clear?"
"Crystal." I said
"Get out of here." Liam yelled
Carl's POV:
-Italics are flashbacks.-
I watched Alex exit the airport and immediately felt my heart rip out of my chest. I wasn't concerned about Alex, I was concerned about her telling somebody... She would get in trouble to, not just me. I looked around and saw Little kids tugging at their mothers' jackets, I didn't' feel sorry, I felt nothing.
"Carl?" I heard Shannon whisper "Where is she going?"
"I don't know." I growled
"Are we going to get her back?" She cried
"Shannon I don't fucking know! I don't care." I yelled
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Teen FictionAlexandrea thought it would be a good idea to live with her father, only to get away from her "abusive" mom. She then finds out her father is the real abusive one. Should she tell someone or should she keep it hidden?
