Clementine awoke from being passed out because of her heart beating too fast. She remembered that she was kidnapped by Tyler. So many thoughts stirred through her mind, like what she should do and if she will ever make it out of there...
Her mind went back to reality when she heard the door unlock and open, but it wasn't Tyler. It was a women that looked about his age. She had two bags full of food, groceries, that sort of stuff. Clementine stared at her. She looked at Ryan to see if she was awake. Ryan was crying, her cheeks stained with tears. The women turned around after shutting the door and locking it. As she turned around, she stared at the two girls, both awake.
She dropped the bags and immediately ran to the two girls of which were tied to the poles with some sort of cloth over there mouth.
"Oh my..." She stuttered. "What are.. What happened? When did.. Who did this to you?" She looked sad and scared, with a hint of confusion. She quickly took the cloth off of their mouths and started to untie us.
"Are you guys hurt?" She asked walking into the kitchen, grabbing a towel while getting it wet. I shook my head no. She wiped both of our faces with it while mumbling under her breath, "who would even think to do this to two little children?"
When she removed the towel from Clementine's face, she smiled and helped us up. The door slowly creaked open, but no one seemed to notice except for Clementine. Ryan was crying and saying, " thank you."
Clementine's heart skipped a beat.
"No problem. Now, who is-" she started but was interrupted by a gunshot as Tyler shot his wife in the head.
Clementine screamed and cried as Ryan looked in shock before collapsing to the ground, passing out. Clementine stood and screamed in terror. Tyler raced over to her and covered her mouth with his hand.
"Shut up!" He whisper/screamed and slapped Clementine hard in the face, leaving a bright red mark. He mumbled a few curses under his breath, and dragged his wife down his basement. Clementine sat in silence, only hearing her own sobs until she heard a pound on the door.
Her hopes grew high as she ran the the door and opened it, hoping it was the police. Tyler came bounding up the stairs, leaving Clementine scared to see his reaction to her opening the door. She quickly opened the door as Tyler caught her. A tall police man stood outside on the porch. He looked down at me with a concerned look. Tyler shoved her backwards and stood where Clementine was once standing. He smiled oddly at the cop.
"Hello sir. I happened to be driving by and heard a gunshot come from this house, therefore I would like to search your house for any evidence of this hypothesis." Tyler's smile quickly faded away.
"Um, I really don't think that this is necessary."
"Sir, I don't want to have to press charges-"
"Okay fine."
Tyler quickly walks over tho where the string and cloth sat and shoved them in his pocket. He gave me a death glare as the police officer walks in and looks at me, not even noticing the blood on the floor.
"Can you explain to me why it looks as if she has been slapped?"
"Yes, I can. Her mother slapped her earlier today and I told her to go... Get some fresh air," he says with a long pause. He obviously could tell that this was not true, but he continued investigating. His eyes skimmed the walls and headed to the floor. He stared in disbelief at the small pool of blood on the floor.
"Try to explain that one to me."
"You see well-"
"I've had enough. You are under arrest for murder."
He started to get his handcuffs out, but Tyler grabbed the nearest thing, a dirty plate, and smashed it against the officers head. He fell to the ground and slowly reached for his radio and spoke into it," backup! I need backup now!"
Things couldn't have gotten much worse.