Amber Alert (Amber Alert Series Book 1)

by Sara Schoen

  "No it's not! You said I could hide anywhere," Jessi exclaimed as she put both feet down on the floor.

  "I guess I did say that. Oh well, who's ready for dinner?" James asked, getting an excited squeal out of Jessi.

  "What happened James? Who was here?" I asked, as we traveled up the stairs toward the kitchen.

  When we reached the top of the stairs, I glanced around the house. Everything was flipped and thrown in all directions without a care about where it ended up. There wasn't a neat area in the house, and after being in an empty house for so long, the mess actually bothered me. I cringed slightly at that realization; I would never be able to break my hold from that house, or Steve for that matter.

  "It was the police. They were ordered to search my house by Chief Rivers because he wanted the tape back. I got a call from Tony though, the tape has been processed and sent to the other police stations, so there's no worry," he said with a smile, pulling out a tray from the refrigerator. It now made sense why he lied about taking the tape, he didn't want the processing to get stopped.

  "Well, except all of them seeing what happened to me and the other girls," I said with a hitch in my voice.

  "There's nothing to be afraid of Anna. He'll be caught," James promised in an attempt to reassure me, but I didn't believe it.

  Dinner passed by in a blur for me. Jessi was uncharacteristically quiet while James seemed to be processing everything after the police raid. They didn't talk or look up from their meals the whole time, so I was left to entertain myself. I glanced between them, noticing the family resemblance was in the face. Both had bright green eyes and a soft curvature in the lips brought on by the heart shaped face.

  Although, their mannerisms were nothing alike—James was shy and quiet, Jessi was loud and outgoing, even for such a young girl.

  "Mommy, are you going to sleep with me again tonight?" Jessi asked with a meek voice, as she tugged on my t-shirt to get my attention.

  "Not tonight, Jessi. We are going to see how you sleep without me tonight and we will see where it goes from there," I explained with a soft smile on my pale pink lips so she would know she wasn't in trouble.

  "Tomorrow we find Daddy, right?"

  "I hope so. I really hope so, Jessi."

  "Do you miss Daddy?"

  "Yes, I do," I said as I caught James smirking at me out of the corner of my eye. I glanced at him and his smirk grew larger, in the 'I knew it' kind of fashion.

  I took Jessi's hand and led her away from the table to get her ready for bed. I glanced around and noticed that some of the furniture was actually broken during the search. It must have been Rivers’ most loyal people to do this.

  With or without the tape, this was blatant destruction of property with no reason other than self-preservation.

  James had started picking up the house by the time Jessi and I got out of the shower, which improved my mood dramatically. I was so stressed about the mess, because I knew that if Steve had come home to that I would have been punished in vile ways. I shook my head to get rid of the memories as I pushed Jessi toward the bedroom.

  It felt great to have showered after these last few days. I felt as if I had gotten rid of all the grime and remembrance of living in that house, and that I was finally my old self again. I could feel myself smiling more, even with what was happening. At least I didn't have to worry about Steve, or being abused like that again. Each time I even thought of it, I cringed and gagged slightly.

  By the time Jessi was ready for bed, James was upstairs in bed waiting for her to come in so he could go to sleep.

  "What do you wish for tonight?" I asked her as I tucked her into bed. She used to wish to be out of the house every night, now she always had a different answer.

  "For you and Daddy to be back together."

  "That's a good thing to wish for. Soon we will be, and you'll be here again. Now go to sleep, I will see you in the morning," I said as I got up.

  "Wait!" Jessi called, as I was about to walk out of the door and seal her inside with her father.

  "What's wrong, Jessi?" I asked leaning on the door jam.

  "I'm scared," she stated bluntly.

  "Why are you scared?"

  "The shadow man."

  "The shadow man?" I questioned. Had she seen what I had seen last night? Why hadn't she told me before now? Does that mean it wasn't me dreaming, that it had actually happened? If so, then what was it, and what was I in for tonight now that I wasn't with them?

  "There's no shadow man, Jessi," James stated with a small chuckle.

  I took a deep breath and nodded in agreement, whether for Jessi's benefit or mine, I'm not sure. "There's no shadow man, Jessi. Don't worry," I said with a smile as I shut the door behind me.

  I walked down into the basement and found the bed that James had prepared for me. It was simple, just a mattress and two sheets with a pillow. Although, I was so tired right now that it looked like heaven. It felt as if my eyes had just closed when I heard something moving around me. I had seen it the night before, just outside of the door. The shadow that would forever haunt my dreams, and probably in death, was with me in the basement. I woke up looking into Steve’s eyes, there was no time to react before his hand covered my mouth.

  "You've caused me a lot of trouble, Kelly. Now I have to end it."

  Chapter 25

  "You've caused me a lot of trouble, Kelly. Now I have to end it," Steve repeated, placing the cool steel blade of a knife to my throat.

  I opened my mouth to try to scream again, but no sound came. I needed to warn James, protect Jessi, and still make it out of this alive. I could only think of a way to successfully do two of those, but at least they would be safe. I just wouldn’t be alive anymore.

  "Now, remember the rules. Don't struggle and it will all be fine."

  Just when I thought I had gotten all the grime and memories off of me, that I had been fully cleansed, Steve came back into my life and made it worse than before. The memories came flooding back the second I saw his eyes. I could see the lust, desire, and anger, along with the slight gleam of the knife in his eyes, but there was no sound. It was dead silent, which made me wonder if everyone was dead. Why else would it be so quiet?

  "Kelly, why would you do this to me? I thought you were happy with me."

  I felt anger surge through me as he tried to worm his way between my legs. I was sick and tired of being his toy. I wasn't Kelly, I wasn't here to please him and let him live out his sick fantasy of a perfect wife. I was my own person, and I wasn't going to let him take advantage of me anymore. I shoved him off of me as hard as I could and kicked the knife from his hand.

  "I'm not Kelly. My name is Anna!" I stated with force as I quickly got to my feet.

  I ran to retrieve the knife, but before I could, he grabbed me. Steve grabbed hold of my waist and forced me over the mattress so I wouldn't make a sound when I crashed onto it. He placed himself over me again, this time making sure I couldn't get him off, and forced me to look in his eyes. There was a noticeable change in demeanor.

  "Well, Anna, I guess you're done playing along. Too bad, you could have lived longer, but I also have a promise to keep to you."

  I swallowed hard in fear as I remembered the promise he made to me.

  "I'll throw you out into the woods for a few days, then I'll come after you. When I find you, you'll wish you were back here letting me have you like this. Oh, it won't be pleasant, but you have to learn, and this is how you learn." He jammed the cloth into my mouth as I attempted to scream, effectively muffling any sound I made.

  "A promise is a promise, Anna," he stated as he spat my name.

  He ripped another piece from the sheet and blindfolded me. I was plunged into darkness in the blink of an eye, there was only a little slit that I could see through, and all I could see was Steve making sure I was secure.

  I felt him pull at the neckline of my shirt as he forced me from the mattress. Steve took rough hold of my shoulder and pushed me around the
basement. I tried to see through the small slit, but it was difficult to tell where I was in the basement. I hit my foot on the first step and was forced to walk up the steps. I planned to scream at the top until Steve threatened, "If you scream, I'll kill them both. I'll rape the girl and then kill her for even thinking that Garrett was her father."

  I swallowed my scream as he pushed me toward the exit. There was a subtle click as a door opened and a soft breeze that blew in from the outside.

  "Keep walking," Steve ordered quietly as he pushed me out the door. I heard it click again as he lightly shut the door behind us. It made me wonder how many times he had done this before, the door made almost no sound.

  Steve led me through James' yard. The cool dewdrops touched my skin as my feet crunched on the grass. We hadn't been walking long when a sudden thud met my ears. Something had hit metal, maybe a hand or rock, but what was metal near the yard?

  My feet hit pavement a second later, it scratched and tore at the soles of my feet as I stumbled. There was a creak as a door opened near me, and then I felt Steve shove me forward. My body landed in a heap on something soft, but my hands crashed into the carpet lining the car.

  "I would take you with me Anna, but I enjoy the chase and this is just the beginning. You had learned to live with your fate, but it was all an act," he spat as he backhanded me across the face. I fell onto the cushion behind me. "You couldn't just play along could you? You just had to find some way out. I blame that son of mine, if he hadn't been there it would have been fine. I should have learned my lesson that only two can be around each other, if you add a third then it just makes it complicated!" he screamed as a punch landed on my stomach. I let out a high-pitched cry that covered up another voice behind me.

  "Shut up! After I'm done with Anna, she's all yours!" Steve yelled at someone else in the car.

  I screamed louder as he landed blows harder and faster than before. I felt punches land on my stomach, face, and arms when I tried to block blindly. There was the sound of a struggle in the front seat, the fabric of the chair moving and the clicking of a seat belt. Steve pulled me up a few minutes later, and judging from the pain over my body, I was going to have trouble running now.

  Well, he kept his promise, it was worse than before, just not the way I thought he meant.

  "Now get out. I'll be coming to find you again soon. You'd be too easy to kill now, but because you made it so easy for my friends to find you by sending out that tape, I would suggest not going into any more towns," Steve said forcing me up from the mattress, sending pain surging throughout my body as I crashed to the ground.

  "I'd run if I were you, Anna, and hide if you think you can. When I find you, you'll be dead and I'll be finding another wife." Steve stated with a chuckle.

  "Why?" I asked through a hoarse voice.

  "You've always been my favorite, right from the start, that's why I'm giving you another chance. Not that it will do you much good. I can't have a troublemaker for a wife, so spend your last few hours wisely.

  Here, you can take my loser son with you, too. He's as good as dead anyway," Steve sneered as he tossed me out of the car onto the road. "You get twelve hours. Spend them wisely."

  Chapter 26

  There was a distinct thud and groan of a person landing roughly on the ground next to me. My hands automatically went to the blindfold, letting me watch the van that Steve had driven speed off. The smell of burnt rubber lingered in the air. My body hurt too much to move, but I had to see Garrett. He was lying next to me. There was blood seeping through his clothes, his eyes were closed, and he wasn’t saying anything.

  "Garrett?" I asked, as I forced myself to crawl over to him. Shocks of pain shot through me as I moved and toppled to the ground next to Garrett. "Garrett, please answer me," I begged, as I lightly shook him to get a response.

  Garrett didn't move, but I heard a soft moan of pain escape from his lips. That meant he was alive, and that was enough for me. I could feel happiness filling me as I realized that I had Garrett back. He was with me and it was time to help him just like I planned to.

  "Help! Anyone help us!" The words flooded from my mouth without a thought for who would actually answer the call. Calling for anyone could be dangerous for us, but Garrett needed help. "Help! Help us please!" I called a little louder, which caused my voice to crack as it breached my strained throat.

  "Anna! Anna!" I recognized James' voice as he got closer to us.

  "We need to get Garrett to a hospital," I cried, as James scanned me over with concern clouding his eyes.

  "We need to get you to a hospital, too. Jessi, call 9-1-1 please, sweetheart," he called behind him to a small figure in the distance.

  "Is Mommy okay?" she asked as my vision started to blur again from the pain.

  "She's fine, we just need to take her to a doctor to double check," James said, attempting to wave Jessi away from seeing Garrett and me like this. She quickly turned around and ran back toward the house.

  "Anna, what happened? I came downstairs to check on you and the place was torn to pieces. I knew I should have kept you in my room with me, but you were so set on giving Jessi time to adjust without you. Did you ever think that she needed you?" James chastised. He was angrier with himself than at me, but was taking it out on me.

  "Sorry," I said as I glanced at Garrett again. I took his hand and held it in mine as I heard sirens coming down the street. I tried to move so that I could be closer to him, but it hurt too much. I talked to him softly telling him that people were coming to help us and that he needed to hold on.

  "I did it! I did it! They are coming," Jessi called as she got close to us.

  I felt Garrett's hand suddenly grasp onto mine. He gave my hands a squeeze with all the strength he had in his system when he heard Jessi's voice. I felt tears start to trickle down my cheeks as I felt him fight through the pain. He must be in worse pain than me, but he still found a way to let me know he was still with me. The sirens got closer as he started to make more sounds and break from the death rattles that he had produced earlier.

  "Daddy?" I heard Jessi ask as her voice seemed to be right in my ear. There was a choking sound as she tried to hold back the tears, but it was a losing battle. This was probably one sight that would haunt her for the rest of her life—us bloodied and beaten, unable to move.

  The ambulances surrounded us just has Jessi's tears started falling. I was moved from Garrett, and I instantly felt the world closing in as my vision started to turn dark. My vision started to turn black, and my head started to spin as I heard an authoritative voice call out orders. I saw two men lift Garrett from the ground with extreme caution and put him in the back of the ambulance.

  The darkness closed in on me. It felt as if I was floating on a cloud even as I heard the metal clank together as I was hoisted into the back of the car. I could hear the words of those around me as I drifted in and out of consciousness, but I couldn't make sense of the words. I could hear James’ and Jessi's voices as the car started to move, then a new voice that sent fear into my veins.

  Then there was silence. When I woke up I was in the hospital, in a white-walled room, in a white bed, with white drapes covering the windows and a white curtain to my side that acted as a movable wall.

  A lady dressed in nurse's scrubs suddenly emerged from behind the curtain. "She's awake," she stated, as she moved the curtain out of my sight.

  I saw Jessi and James sitting beside Garrett, who was stuck in the bed next to me. He had tubes and wires running all over his body, and a machine was monitoring his heart rate. I moved as much as I could to look at Garrett. He didn't look to be awake, but at least he didn't seem to be in pain anymore.

  "Is he okay?" My voice was dry and scratchy like I hadn't spoken in days.

  "He had a lot of internal bleeding, but the doctors stopped it and he should be fine. He will require more surgery, but it will be minor compared to what he went through already," the nurse stated as she came over to check on me.
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  "That's a relief," I muttered more to myself than anyone else.

  "You on the other hand, how are you feeling?" she asked as she took out instruments to run tests on me.

  "What do you mean?" I asked, her question didn't make any sense Yes, it hurt to move in any direction, but that was because of the beating I had just gone through.

  "Well, you lost the baby about a week ago and we had to take it out. You’ve been through a lot, and last night the man came back again. The good news is that the police officers said you gave them samples to go off of. Skin cells under your nails and the saliva from him. We are one step closer to catching that man."

  "I had a baby?" I asked in disbelief as my hands automatically went to my stomach.

  "You did, but it was lost after you took a nasty beating or trauma. I'm sorry about that, all of this really. Officer Sparks said you had been with him for a while, it will be good to catch him and send him away," she said, trying to cheer me up.

  "You won't catch him," I stated bluntly, as I turned my head away from her so my tears could escape.

  "Excuse me?" the nurse questioned, either not hearing me or astonished at what I said. Did she want me to repeat it? She didn't know Steve like I did. He wouldn't give up until he had me again or both of us was dead.

  "You won't catch him. He won't let it happen," I said forcefully.

  "How can you say that?" James asked with shock lacing his words. He was so stunned that he didn't notice that Officer Rivers had stepped into the room.

  "I heard what happened last night. Is everyone okay?" Officer Rivers asked with what sounded like genuine concern in his voice. James automatically went stiff in his seat as he heard Rivers. He hadn't been expecting anyone to show up.

  "They are fine, Chief." James said standing up from his chair to greet Rivers. He held out his hand and they quickly shook before returning to the conversation.