Author: Janet Shneglmiker PM
Trinity Fox didn't know why her parents had to die. She didn't know why she was kidnapped. She didn't know why Jenna was found dead that night. She just knows she has to get back to Sam, her brother.Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Mystery - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,007 - Updated: 04-19-12 - Published: 04-14-12 - id: 3013437
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A/N: Chapter three! Yay!
All right, just kidding there. I just meant figuratively. Tricked you there, didn't I? Well, anyway. Ms. Stinson grabbed on something in the closet, and I knew very well that it wasn't her jammies I suddenly had a mind flash of Ms. Stinson in pajamas and was scarred for life.
Ms. Stinson dragged Sam out by his ear, and Sam, being the resisting soldier he is (Note the sarcasm) practically walked himself out into the open. I hate him. "Samuel!" Ms. Stinson hissed.
"The one and only." Sam hissed. I love him. He didn't give me away from glancing towards the bed.
"Where is she?" Ms. Stinson shrieked.
"Who?" Sam asked, all innocent like.
"Your little friend!"
"I don't have any friends."
"Oh. Well, she's not exactly little."
"I could do this all day," Sam smirked and Ms. Stinson twisted his arm behind his back in the most uncomfortable way.
"Where. Is. Trinity?" Ms. Stinson asked in a creepily calm voice. Sam didn't reply, but his eyes flickered to the bed. I hate him. Ms. Stinson followed his gaze, and yanked him over as she waddled towards it. She collapsed to the ground, breathing in my face. Ew. Garlic and cotton candy definitely don't mix. She grabbed my hair and pulled.
Now, my choices were either a bald head or being pulled out but having a chance to steal food, so I went for the latter. I let myself be yanked out from under the bed, and stood next to Sam defiantly. Ow. This lady has a really surprisingly strong grip.
"Just. What. Do. You. Think. Your. Doing?"
"She's lying under a bed. What are you doing?" This was from Sam. I love him. I shrugged my shoulders, smiling at Ms. Stinson in an I-apologize-for-agreeing way. However, Ms. Stinson wasn't as amused. She was about to say something, but a large thump sound. Thump. Thump. Then muffled voices. What the heck is going on? The look on Ms. Stinson's faces and Sam's illustrated the same thing.
Now that I think about it, I probably should have been worried more about what was on the other side of the wall, but at that point, all I could think is how strange it was that I, Trinity Fox, was agreeing with both Sam and Ms. Stinson.
More thumping, and then some clangs. I exchanged a look with Sam. His eyes were wide, and his floppy hair had fallen over his left eye again. You could hardly see the red anymore on his head, his hair was so covered with dirt.
All the sudden, there was a loud Boom! And dust filled the room, smelling of plaster. I heard the voices more clearly now.
"Get the children!" A squeaky, yet commanding, female voice demanded.
I heard a few grunts from what seemed like grown men, and all the sudden I was pulled roughly to my feet by big, grubby hands. Definitely male.
I heard Sam shriek, more in surprise than pain. But that was enough to make me snap out of it. "Sam? Sam!" I shouted, but I heard no reply. I started kicking, punching, and screaming, but the hands didn't let me go. They treated me like a fly, tossing me over their shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Did I mention that I hate my life? A cold hand slapped a rag, or a gag, or both I guess, over my mouth. It smelled absolutely foul. I was pretty sure it didn't have any chemicals though.
I went to my last resort. I threw a temper tantrum, going limp. The man with the hands didn't care though. All I could think of anyway wasn't to fight, wasn't to kill. I just thought of Sam. I feel kind of sleepy. Maybe there were chemicals in the ra-gag. All I knew is that I needed to sleep.
All the sudden, there was light. Half-convinced I was in heaven, I blinked open my eyes. Where the heck am I? I peered into the light, and a dark shape began to loom over me.
A/N: Ooh, Cliffy. :3 Don't worry, I'm already started on chapter four.