Later that night Mia and Ada sat in the motel room, each lost in their own thoughts.
A sudden buzzing caught the girls' attention and Mia was the first to reach out and grab the phone that was lighting up and vibrating. It took her a couple of seconds of intent staring at the screen before she started reading the message, voice shaking, "I hope you enjoyed that little look at the past and now I have a question for you." She took in a deep breath before saying the last sentence of the text message, "Do you want to know who ripped you from your home that night?"
"He..."
"He knows." Mia confirmed her sister's thoughts, "That... that bastard!"
Ada ran a hand through her hair as she got up from her bed to sit next to her sister on her own, "What are we going to do?"
Mia took a few moments, before snapping the phone shut, "We're going to find out who took us," She threw the phone to the side, "-and we're going to make sure they don't ruin any more lives." Mia turned to Ada, "Do you remember what happened after we were let out of that room?"
Ada stumbled over her words, "We were, um, they took us to that man, h-he said that he had jobs for us..."
"Yeah, but do you remember ever leaving the building or anything?"
Ada's eyebrows furrowed, "We were blindfolded, I..." She thought back to that day, they were barefoot and being led through hallways, she remembered the cool feeling of linoleum floors against her feet and the cool air due to air condition, but that's all she remembered, no grass between her toes or hard surface of concrete that she would've felt if she had gone outside, "No... we didn't leave the building."
Mia nodded, "So, the man, the man in the suit," Mia said, thinking back to the man they had met with on that day, "-he works for the organization."
"But why would he want to help us?"
Mia scoffed, "I doubt he's trying to help us." She quickly changed subject, trying to piece the memories together, "And do you remember the first job we had? Where they dropped us off?"
Ada thought back, they had been placed in the back of a van, once again blindfolded. Once they got out of the van, the blindfolds were taken off and one of the men handed them a bag before driving off again, "It was in Nevada. That old farm." Ada said, remembering the smell of fresh air and the run down barn they had explored, "We weren't in the van for that long."
"Right... right!" Mia had an excited look on her face, "So where we were kept, must be close to that old farm, we just have to retrace our steps back to there and maybe we can find out who took us."
Ada paused for a second before nodding her head, "Alright. Let's do this."
"We'll leave in the morning." Mia told her, turning off the light, "Get some sleep."
(Have to say, I'm a fan of our own story! And I feel very rude, all this back and forth I haven't even talked to you! How are you? What's up?)
Mia woke up early enough that the sun was just rising. Her sister was sprawled out on the other bed, snoring softly and deep in sleep. She hadn't been able to sleep at all. It was usually the opposite. Ada was always waking her up in the morning and telling her to hurry up and Mia would have to rush around to get ready. She was never up before her younger sister.
She went out quietly and was hit by pure sunlight, blinding her. It would have been nice and comfortable but she felt irritable this morning. She had had a late night of tossing and turning and bad dreams. At one point she had put on an informercial hoping it would bore her to sleep. She stayed awake until her eyes burned from staring at the TV's light and her head hurt from straining to hear the sound of the spokesperson even though she could give two shits about the product they were trying to sell.
She grabbed an ice tea at the vending machine and went back to the room. It was too quiet when she got back and that unsettled her. Turtle had stopped snoring and had rolled over on her back. She looked peaceful and she didn't have the heart to wake her up. They were going to have to take these moments when they could get them.
She put the TV back on low, hoping for some movie on a cable channel that she hadn't seen. Instead she got the news.
"Yesterday was the third annual walk for the Quinn Girls Charity. You might remember the horrible tragedy ten years ago when two local girls where abducted from their home. The charity raised a record breaker of two million dollars in the past year. The proceeds from that charity go to helping local and-"
Mia turned off the TV then and rubbed her temples. How could this much attention be focused on them and they were never found? How come no one ever noticed them? Were people that ignorant?
She remembered her mother's face as she made that speech yesterday. A few disconnected images flooded her mind. Her Mom looking sleepy in the morning, her mom grinning like in the picture, and now that image. Her father as well. She remembered when Turtle was born and Mom and the baby were in the hospital for a day for observation. She and Dad had gotten up and gotten McDonald's pancakes and had gone to the park. She spent the whole day giggling on the swings and going down the slides so much that the metal from the slide almost burnt her bottom as it got hot as the day went on.
It had been a perfect day. She couldn't believe she remembered it. She knew now that she never worried too much about her parents forgetting her and focusing on her sister. She always knew where she stood in the family. She was the first born and Ada was the baby. And her parent's loved them equally.
But now they had another baby. Aidan. If things had been normal she could be there right now. Or maybe she'd be living in her own apartment. She might have gone away to college or had a boyfriend. She might have gotten a job. She loved to write, maybe she would have been a novelist or a journalist. They would be having breakfast right now. Mom, dad, Mia, Ada and Aidan. Around the table in the breakfast nook. Mom would have made her pancakes and dad his famous scrambled eggs. She would have played rock, paper, scissor with Aidan for dish duty. After they could have gone swimming in the backyard and had s'mores on the fire pit.
But Aidan was an only child. Probably living in the shadow of his two older sisters he never knew. It must be terrible for him. Mom and dad must have never let him out of their sight. He was probably never able to do anything. Not that she could blame her parents. Half of abductions were done by someone the family knows and they had no way of knowing that the person wouldn't come back. If they had been there Aidan would have been allowed to do anything. By the time the third child rolls around parents have been through everything with the first and second that the last one is easy. Poor little boy.
And then she sat up on her bed. What had she just thought about? Half of the abductions were done by someone they knew?
She felt bad but she lightly shook her sister awake. "We need to go get a laptop. We have some research to do."
(I also think that maybe you should post another comment as the next part because these posts get smaller and smaller. I keep forgetting to do that...sorry. Unless you want to see how small they can get? Lol.)
A sudden buzzing caught the girls' attention and Mia was the first to reach out and grab the phone that was lighting up and vibrating. It took her a couple of seconds of intent staring at the screen before she started reading the message, voice shaking, "I hope you enjoyed that little look at the past and now I have a question for you." She took in a deep breath before saying the last sentence of the text message, "Do you want to know who ripped you from your home that night?"
"He..."
"He knows." Mia confirmed her sister's thoughts, "That... that bastard!"
Ada ran a hand through her hair as she got up from her bed to sit next to her sister on her own, "What are we going to do?"
Mia took a few moments, before snapping the phone shut, "We're going to find out who took us," She threw the phone to the side, "-and we're going to make sure they don't ruin any more lives." Mia turned to Ada, "Do you remember what happened after we were let out of that room?"
Ada stumbled over her words, "We were, um, they took us to that man, h-he said that he had jobs for us..."
"Yeah, but do you remember ever leaving the building or anything?"
Ada's eyebrows furrowed, "We were blindfolded, I..." She thought back to that day, they were barefoot and being led through hallways, she remembered the cool feeling of linoleum floors against her feet and the cool air due to air condition, but that's all she remembered, no grass between her toes or hard surface of concrete that she would've felt if she had gone outside, "No... we didn't leave the building."
Mia nodded, "So, the man, the man in the suit," Mia said, thinking back to the man they had met with on that day, "-he works for the organization."
"But why would he want to help us?"
Mia scoffed, "I doubt he's trying to help us." She quickly changed subject, trying to piece the memories together, "And do you remember the first job we had? Where they dropped us off?"
Ada thought back, they had been placed in the back of a van, once again blindfolded. Once they got out of the van, the blindfolds were taken off and one of the men handed them a bag before driving off again, "It was in Nevada. That old farm." Ada said, remembering the smell of fresh air and the run down barn they had explored, "We weren't in the van for that long."
"Right... right!" Mia had an excited look on her face, "So where we were kept, must be close to that old farm, we just have to retrace our steps back to there and maybe we can find out who took us."
Ada paused for a second before nodding her head, "Alright. Let's do this."
"We'll leave in the morning." Mia told her, turning off the light, "Get some sleep."
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Mia woke up early enough that the sun was just rising. Her sister was sprawled out on the other bed, snoring softly and deep in sleep. She hadn't been able to sleep at all. It was usually the opposite. Ada was always waking her up in the morning and telling her to hurry up and Mia would have to rush around to get ready. She was never up before her younger sister.
She went out quietly and was hit by pure sunlight, blinding her. It would have been nice and comfortable but she felt irritable this morning. She had had a late night of tossing and turning and bad dreams. At one point she had put on an informercial hoping it would bore her to sleep. She stayed awake until her eyes burned from staring at the TV's light and her head hurt from straining to hear the sound of the spokesperson even though she could give two shits about the product they were trying to sell.
She grabbed an ice tea at the vending machine and went back to the room. It was too quiet when she got back and that unsettled her. Turtle had stopped snoring and had rolled over on her back. She looked peaceful and she didn't have the heart to wake her up. They were going to have to take these moments when they could get them.
She put the TV back on low, hoping for some movie on a cable channel that she hadn't seen. Instead she got the news.
"Yesterday was the third annual walk for the Quinn Girls Charity. You might remember the horrible tragedy ten years ago when two local girls where abducted from their home. The charity raised a record breaker of two million dollars in the past year. The proceeds from that charity go to helping local and-"
Mia turned off the TV then and rubbed her temples. How could this much attention be focused on them and they were never found? How come no one ever noticed them? Were people that ignorant?
She remembered her mother's face as she made that speech yesterday. A few disconnected images flooded her mind. Her Mom looking sleepy in the morning, her mom grinning like in the picture, and now that image. Her father as well. She remembered when Turtle was born and Mom and the baby were in the hospital for a day for observation. She and Dad had gotten up and gotten McDonald's pancakes and had gone to the park. She spent the whole day giggling on the swings and going down the slides so much that the metal from the slide almost burnt her bottom as it got hot as the day went on.
It had been a perfect day. She couldn't believe she remembered it. She knew now that she never worried too much about her parents forgetting her and focusing on her sister. She always knew where she stood in the family. She was the first born and Ada was the baby. And her parent's loved them equally.
But now they had another baby. Aidan. If things had been normal she could be there right now. Or maybe she'd be living in her own apartment. She might have gone away to college or had a boyfriend. She might have gotten a job. She loved to write, maybe she would have been a novelist or a journalist. They would be having breakfast right now. Mom, dad, Mia, Ada and Aidan. Around the table in the breakfast nook. Mom would have made her pancakes and dad his famous scrambled eggs. She would have played rock, paper, scissor with Aidan for dish duty. After they could have gone swimming in the backyard and had s'mores on the fire pit.
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And then she sat up on her bed. What had she just thought about? Half of the abductions were done by someone they knew?
She felt bad but she lightly shook her sister awake. "We need to go get a laptop. We have some research to do."
(I also think that maybe you should post another comment as the next part because these posts get smaller and smaller. I keep forgetting to do that...sorry. Unless you want to see how small they can get? Lol.)
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