Someday I will Remember

Isabella, is your typical, everyday teenager, whom discovers the reality surrounding her. At the same time, meets 4 new guys and one in particular has her attention... but with all the truth and the corruption unfolding with her families past... will she become a victim? With her mum deceased and dad missing, the only person she has left is her brother, Louis. She slowly, over times has flashbacks, which makes her becomes more curious each time and the more curious she becomes she places everyone around her at risk. Will she like her family past? Or will she fall into pieces ... ~♥~ Author's Notes : Read... comment :) ... We love to hear your perspectives on the story. Fan us, Favorite & Like... It would really meant a lot to us ♥ We also uploaded it on 'Wattpad' ... so please don't say we copied it *we don't own the images, all rights goes to the copyright holder(s)*

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18. Chapter Seventeen: One false move, spells DANGER...

Father's P.O.V

It was been two weeks since I made an encounter with my children, hoping that no one saw and at the same time praying for their safety. Remembering it clearly of the threat letter I received. Glancing back at the horizon of the sun set and the shimmering, crystal, clear water and allowing the soft sounds of the crashing waves fill my ears. Listening as it soothes my anxiousness, breathing stressfully as possibilities fill my mind. 

Flashback to that day, it felt just like yesterday but it was about a year ago....

It was a warm, autumn Sunday afternoon. I lay on the balcony chair and watched the autumn leaves slowly breaking off the trees. Thinking and contemplating on life.

"Hi daddy, what are you doing?" I looked her and smiled, and lay back down.

"Just thinking, little pumpkin"

"On what daddy?" she said as she lay down as well

"Um, life" replying

Remembering just laying there and feeling the warm breeze blow. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath in. Then everything from then onwards was a bit blurred.

But the main thing in which haunted my life ever since I saw it was the ‘letter’; opening it up to a printed handwriting letter. Threaten to disconnect myself from my family or to life knowing that they are gone. My family, the only most important thing in life. Ignoring it and thought the best thing for my family is to escape them on a holiday; as I thought it was the safest option without leaving them defenseless. Oh, how I was deceived. Feeling a tear rolling down my cheek, I missed them so much.

Now, I am lying on the beach in which it all started; where the trauma and horror started. The place where my wife died... abandoned my children; as I thought it would be safer and asked Lou to raise Isa. But the truth is a miss them like crazy and scared of their safety. 'I shouldn't I've left them', saying in my head as a tears began to roll down my face while holding a family picture.

Taking a stroll on the beach; recognizing objects in which were still here when we came here... as a family. I began to sigh and though this was all too painful and headed back to my home.

As I slowly approached my house; once I had reach it I headed towards the mailbox and getting the mail. I had noticed a peculiar letter. Frighten on what this envelope contained. It looked identical to the one in which I got a year ago. Slowly opening and feeling my heart beat racing as I almost open the letter... the letter was mainly blank, that's when I noticed one small, simple line...

"You were warned; didn't you get the message the first time? I hope this clarifies the message..."

My heart stopped, reading it over and over until I knew it was the right words. I instantly began to pack and thinking back to when I saw Isa and Lou for the first time since that dreadful day. I headed out the door and rushed into my car and drove off.

All the endless possibilities building up in my mind which begins tears pouring down my eyes as I continued and never stopping my way to them. Until I know they are safe in my arms with me.

Isabella's P.O.V

School had just finished and I was making my way out of the gates. Today had been filled with weird moments, but it is these moments in which make us. Walking outside of the school gates and saying our byes to everyone. Finally I was alone to walk myself and thinking. 

As I walking by myself with my lace purple dress and my side bag and the sunlight warming me up. Looking around and admiring the scenery… birds singing and flower blossoming, it was a beautiful day to walk.

Walking down I quiet street and reading my text messages, I had heard footsteps behind me. Could someone be following me or just another person on a public footpath? Thinking to myself it is probably just someone trying to get to their destination... just like me. But it was when I had notice whenever I had turned into another street, so did the person.

I looked back; it seems like the same person in which I saw at lunch. I decide to stay calm and relax. I slowly glanced back, trying not to make it noticeable; it looked like a middle aged man dressed in all back. Once I saw what he was wearing I became every cautious and wanting to bolt. But knowing once I bolt, he would chase me. I glance back... he was not there, like he disappeared. I breathed a breath of relief. I slowly increased my paced; just wanted to get back home.


Then blackness filled my eyes, slowly opening them and found myself in a moving vehicle... and then everything when blurry. 

 

~  ♥ 10 Minutes Later ♥ ~

 

Feeling exhaustion ran through my body, it felt like I had been bullied around... physically. My eyes slowly began to stop blurring out and I was placed in a chair in this crowded space with only sunlight sweeping through the cracks. They quickly placed rope around my arms and legs, restricting and limiting me from any movement, trying to break free but what is the use. I could feel sweat coming down my face, I couldn't even bare to know if this is reality or a nightmare, as the truth could possibility lead to my death and another one safety when I wake up. But the odds of being a nightmare are slim. Maybe it kept me from going insane on what just happen and where I am now. Observing my surroundings, dark four walls; encaving me from the outside world. With no windows to allow the breeze enter, but just the stench roaming around. I was trapped, with literally no way out. I began doubting myself, kept on saying 'I am going to die'.

'No, we will get out' side a man in the midst of darkest, heavily breathing. He was in front of me, but because of the darkness and the state of his condition I could even see him. I could tell by their breath, that they were extremely dehydrated and was about to pass out. Dirt had covered his face and all over his arms and legs. The only mainly thing I could visibly see was his eyes and mouth moving. His eyes kept slowly closing, 'come on, stay awake'.

When a bit more sunlight had swiped through, allowing me to vaguely visualize my surrounds. I slowly looked up to see who it was. It was a man, who was locked up like me. I glanced back at the wall. Then it had clicked inside my mind, wanting to take another look and scared of if it was the person who I think inside my head... I slowly lifted my head and shook ran through every inch of my body, just about when he closed his eyes....
Trying to whispering through my dried lips, but no sound coming out. I was at the point of dehydration.... Finally, very vaguely I whispered....

"Louis?"

 

~ ♥ Author's Note ♥ ~

Sorry it is a short chapter. I would just like to say Thank you for all your comments and support.

Sadly, I will not be updating as regularly as I have been, because I am becoming really busy with everything and slowly not having time to write. But I will try to write A.S.A.P... But if I get more favorites and likes... just MAYBE you guys might see another chapter. It’s the comments and favorites in which makes me write more. So SPREAD the word :)

But what do you guys think of the recent chapters? Your feedback is really helpful!
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Should we write a sequel to this?

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Yours Truly,
Forever_a_directioner & Micky Mouse ;)

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