Okay Barbie

This might seem like a clechay and it probably is. Raven lives in a house with her aunt after her parents died in a bushfire in their old coastal town. She's been shipped off to now bunk with Aunt Stephanie in her tight villa, who isn't as pleasant as she sounds.

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9. Startling

"But how?" I demanded sourly. "How is that possible? You're my Aunt Stephanie--aren't you?" 
"Sorry you had to hear this way." Aunt Stephanie snarled, hardly sincerely. Effy was laughing to herself. Apparently my shock-stricken face was hillarious. 
"Are you kidding me?" I choked. "You're a kidnapper!" 
"Shut up." Aunt Stephanie ordered. "I'm not." 
"Then what are you?" I shouted. "I want to know! Or I'll tell--someone."
"So scary, so demanding," Aunt Stephanie mused. "Well whatever. I'll tell you." 
Effy was lost for words, yet she tugged at Aunt Stephanie's shirt like a four-year-old girl wanting money for the ice cream truck. 
"What? Aren't we leaving?" 
"She deserves to know. I am running away with all her money." 
"WHAT?" I screamed. Money hadn't meant so much  to me all until now. 
"Effy's--what do you call it?--my partner in crime, if you will. It began when I was searching files and came across your parents will and all of those zeros . . . I'm a former police woman. Quit my job for you."
"Aren't you just a ray of sunshine." I sneered. "You can't do this." 
"Isn't that more important that a kidnapper? Maybe not important, but who cares? I've got your money, all four--maybe I won't say out loud." 
I shook my head with disgust. It couldn't be the end. I was lost. I didn't even know if I was in my home country. For all I knew, I was half way across the world. 
"Where's the money?" 
"My bank account." 
If she had a bank account--she had a card. 
"I'll get the car running." Effy told my Aunt. Or--not my aunt. That was when the adrenaline kicked in. I was mad. I drove forward so fast, my feet couldn't keep up. I managed to stay upright and my bolt threw Aunt Stephanie right off her feet and onto her back. I searched her pockets. She kicked and hit me. Effy came to the rescue but before she could lie any of her fingers on me, I jabbed her right in the lungs with my razor sharp elbow. She fell back in pain, yelping and throwing a complete fit. 
"Give me the card!" I shouted. Aunt Stephanie was determined after she heard what I wanted. I felt something hard in her pocket and tugged at it, whilst fighting hard to get to it. It was her purse. I needed the card, but if I had the wallet, I could expose her face(photo) to the police. Once I'd found them . . .
That's when I broke free, her purse in my grasp. 
I took off in the opposite way, gasping. My lungs were quavering, I felt utterly sick. I heard boots behind me, off and on the snow. Until finally I didn't hear them. That was when Aunt Stephanie called out to Effy to start the car. I was speedy. More than I thought I was. And I was determined. 

 

More than I'd ever been in my entire life. 

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