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BAD Part 6 By Caitlyn:3
*Part 6; I hope you all like this part to the story ^_^ Enjoy:3 <3 ~Mary Cait:3* Daryl pressed play on the voicemail. When he played it back, this is what he heard. The voice muffed, so he didnâ??t recognized it. Man on the box: If you ever want to see your sister alive again, come to the alley way on 3rd street. Meet me there tomorrow night at 8:30. If youâ??re a minute late, all over for your sister. See you then, Daryl. There was a beep at the end of the message. Darylâ??s fist balled tightly. His jaw clenched, eyes full of anger. His slammed his fist down on the table where the phone was and cursed under his breath. â??They messed with the one manâ??s sisterâ?? he thought to himself. He took his jacket off and went to his sisters room. Maybe he could find something there. He got on his knees looking under her bed. â??Now, if I was a kidnapper, I at least leave something behind. Nothing can go without a trace.â?? he thought. He looked some more till he found what seemed like a piece of skin on the desk near her bed. He always told his sister, if someone is trying to hurt you, try your best to get away. And he thinks thatâ??s what she did. He was in her room for a little while longer till he heard the message playing again. His eyes widened wondering who it might be. He ran back into the living room and saw his mother standing there. Her mouth covering her face. He saw the hurt in her eyes. He also saw tears coming in her eyes as he rushed over to hug her. She hugged him back. After awhile of trying to settle his mother down, Daryl finally made his mind up about the message. He stood up from the couch him and his mother was sitting on. Daryl: Momâ?¦ Mother: Yes? Daryl: Iâ??m going to go after them. Mother: Daryl, no! Daryl: Mother, they said me! If Iâ??m not there for her, their going to kill her at 8:30. What do you expect me to do? Just let them kill Abby!? Mother: *Silent* Daryl: Motherâ?¦pleaseâ?¦ Mother: I just donâ??t want you hurtâ?¦ Daryl: Mother, I wonâ??t get hurt. I promise. Mother: Pleaseâ?¦donâ??t. Daryl: I wonâ??t. *Kisses her forehead* She smiled at him. She didnâ??t want him to do thisâ?¦but she knew it was the only way. Because she knew he wanted to find his sister as much as she wanted to find her. They both slept that night. While on the other side of town, Abby sat up against the wall in the dark room she was being held captured at. She looked around scared. She tightened her grip on her legs that were pressed up against her small chest. She wanted Daryl and her mother. She didnâ??t know why those men took her. She just knew she wanted to go back home. She silently cried herself to sleep thinking of them. And how she was going to get back to them. -Next Day- Daryl woke up the next morning slowly. He looked up at the ceiling. Today is the dayâ?¦heâ??s going to see the person that took his sister. He sighed. He got up out of his bed. Took a shower. While he was in the shower, he heard the a knock on the door. He turned the water off quickly when he got done getting the soap out of his hair. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He opened the door and saw that it was Tammi! His eyes went wide along with her eyes. Tammi: *Covering her eyes* Dar, Oh my god! Iâ??m sorry! Daryl: *Blushing holding his towel* No..no! Tammi, itâ??s alright. Come on in. Iâ??ll put some clothes on. Tammi did as she was told and made her way over to the couch. Daryl went to his room and got dressed. He came out slowly. Cause he knew it was going to be pretty awkward between him and her right now. He sat beside her on the couch. Not doing anything. Daryl: *Rubbing the back of his head* Soâ?¦whatâ??s up? Tammi: Oh! I almost forgot. Tammi turned around to hand Daryl something out of her bag. She pulled out a cookie tray. Daryl looked at her and smiled. He always loved her double chocolate chip cookies. He took the tray and laid it beside him. Daryl: *Turns to her**Smiles* Thanks, Tam. Tammi: No problem *Smiles*â?¦but the only thing is, I donâ??t have my cookie monster here. Daryl: You mightâ?¦.after tonight. Tammi: What are you talking about Daryl? Daryl: Well, Tam, you seeâ?¦a person called last night, and they said tonight at 8:30 I meet them at the alley on 3rd street. And if I come any later, and not on 8:30, their going to ki- He couldnâ??t allow him to say the next word. He looked down balling his hands up. Tammi: Darylâ?¦just let the police deal with thisâ?¦ Daryl: No! Iâ??m not letting them do shit! *Gets up* I promised her Iâ??ll always be there for her. And thatâ??s what Iâ??m going to do. Tammi: But- Daryl: Donâ??t start. If she gets hurtâ?¦Tam, I couldnâ??t live with myself if I let that happen. And you know I couldnâ??t. Tammi: I know, Darylâ?¦but I was just thinkingâ?¦ Daryl: *Takes her hand* Pleaseâ?¦have faith in meâ?¦I know I can find her. And bring her back safe. Tammi: *Swallows* I have faith in you, Dar. *Smiles* I always have. Daryl: Thanks. After awhile Tammi left. Daryl got ready to meet the people at the alley. He thought about leaving early, near 7. So heâ??ll be there in time. When it hit 6:30. He was out the door. And on his way to meet his sisterâ??s kidnappers. ----------- Meanwhile, Abby was trying to push boxes to where she could reach the window. She tried her hardest to move them but she couldnâ??t move them. Abby gave a loud sigh of disappointment in her voice. She heard the doors to the room she was hidden in open. She quickly hide behind one of the boxes that was near the door, but well enough hidden that they couldnâ??t see her. While the man was looking for her, she slowly but steadily stepped out of the room. She ran out of there only to be caught by another one of her kidnappers. She struggled to get out of his grip. Man#1: Thought you were slick, ye, kiddo? Abby: Let me go! Pwease! I just want to get back to my mommy and brother! Man#3: *Coming out of the room* Man, I canâ??t find that brat! *Sees her in the other manâ??s arms* Oops. Man#1: Yeah, â??Oopsâ??â?¦how the hell do you let a 5-year-old get past you like that!? Man#3: Do you know how many damn boxes are in that room she can hide behind!? Man#1: That ainâ??t no damn excuse man! Man#3: Whatever! Man#1: *About to say something* Abby: *Kicks him hard between the legs* Man#1: *Grabs there in pain* Abby: *Starts running* Man#3: *Runs after her* Abby kept on running till she came to what looked like a den. The last man hopped up and got in front of her. She kept running and ran under his legs, causing the other man to run into him and bring them both to the ground. She reached up just as the man she kicked came into the door way. She quickly turned the door knob, and ran out the apartment type building she was at. She ran down the stairs as fast as she could while he was behind her. Abby thought she was right where she needed to be, when she felt him grab the back of her nightgown. She went back up the stairs with him carrying her on his shoulder while sheâ??s kicking and screaming for her brother. Man#3: Youâ??ll see that brother of yours alright. Youâ??ll see him real good. Abby didnâ??t know what they meant, all she knew is that they better not be planning on hurting her bother. To Be Continued *I hope you all liked it :)*
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