Chuck Taylor Must Die

Everything started with a number. Amelia always loved Chuck her sister's best friend and most popular player in school. Having seven girlfriends at once. The girls know which one they are by a number on a piece of paper. But Amelia is number one and the only one. There's secrets only Amelia and her friends can find and finally discover the truth behind Lawrence's disappearance all those years ago. On top of everything that Chuck is dying and needs her help.



P.S- Any movellian who is under the age of thirteen should not read this story. It contains sexual content and I do not want this movella removed. It is very important to me as being that the subject of cancer is very near to my heart. I trust that everyone will be honest about this and respect my wishes and the websites.



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19. EIGHTEEN

Chuck found me- again. I sat underneath the oak tree in the back yard. I didn't look up at him. Finally he sat on the old swing and said,

 

"Look I'm sorry Amelia, I didn't think,"

 

"Yea you didn't think Chuck. You didn't think at all. About my feelings, what I'm going through. I worry everyday about what your going through." 

 

"I'm sorry!" I was quiet for a moment.

 

"If we don't survive, what will happen to Iva?" Chuck had a pained expression on his face. Like he had thought of this before.

 

"There's always adoption." He finally said choking on the words.

 

"Yes I've thought of that, and I think that's the best way. She's the best thing that has happened to us, and I couldn't think of a world without her in it."

 

"Then its decided?"

 

"Yes, we'll find an adoption agency tomorrow." I said holding back tears. I went back inside to write a letter, hoping whoever adopts her will give it to her when she's able to read. I sat at the kitchen table and began to write.

 

Dearest Iva,
             I loved you before you even came out of me. I know I am only eighteen but I hope one day this letter will rest in your hands and you will understand my reason of letting you go. Your father and I are very much in love, but there are people after us and we don't know if we'll survive, and if we do I want you to know I will never stop looking for you. You are the light of my life, a piece of your father when he leaves me to be with the Angels. Please Iva be a good girl. I will find you, I love you more then the air I breath. But some things have happened and I can't chance your life I am willing to sacrifice myself so you can live. Your uncle Lawrence tried to kill you, but a boy named Kyle saved you unfortunately he died of his injuries. Your grandparents were also killed and your aunt my twin sister chose him over me. Now we are on the run from psychos I hope I really hope you understand that this decision was the hardest I had to make. I love you Iva.

                 Love Mom (Amelia Murrey Taylor)
                   P.S your father's name is Charles Lawrence Taylor

 

 

I woke up with Iva in my arms, tears streaking my face. Today would be the hardest day of my life. I had to give up my baby so she could live. Then we needed to run, far away to get away and save our own lives. I glanced at Chuck's side of the pull out couch and he wasn't there. I got up quickly and smelt coffee. I tucked Iva safely in my arms and went to investigate. Iva's bags were packed and the letter was tucked safely into her favorite doll, Ozart, its a stuffed doll of the musician Mozart but we figured Ozart would be better suited for a baby. I let the tears flow, not caring who saw, tears dropped on Iva's head and I wiped them away when she flinched at the coldness. Chuck was looking out the kitchen window, silent tears falling into his coffee cup. I didn't have the heart to interrupt him, but I knew I had to. I set Iva in her baby carrier and I went over to Chuck,

 

"Chuck, it was your idea. I understand this is hard, believe me I understand she's my daughter too." he didn't turn, he didn't do anything. I tapped his shoulder, and he turned his eyes a blaze with such emotion, such sadness and pain that I gasped in shock and turned away. Did my eyes reflect the same amount of emotion, so overwhelming that when we go to give her up that they'll do a double take and ask over and over if this is what we want? 

 

"Amelia, Amelia, Amelia." he just repeated my name over and over again like he was in some sort of shock. I led him over to a chair and forced him to sit. The trance he was in didn't break. I was getting worried he was speaking gibberish now. 

 

"Chuck honey you're not making sense." I waited for a coherent reply but all I got was what sounded like bad pig Latin. I wanted to slap him, but it didn't feel right instead like when we were children I got an ice cube and stuck it down his shirt. That didn't even work. I finally resolved to go get his parents. I took Iva with me and rushed to his parent's room. 

 

"Maggie, Andrew wake up please! Something is terribly wrong with Chuck!" They rushed to get up out of bed, Maggie didn't even bother with her robe and Andrew barely got his glasses on his ears. We were down stairs in moments and Maggie was tapping Chuck's face gently trying to coax him out of the trance. Andrew gently got her out of the way and slapped him hard a crossed the face with a loud audible WHACK! I flinched and it wasn't even my face being slapped. Chuck was crossed eyed but he was making sense now. 

 

"Chuck honey what's the matter?"

 

"The doctor called." he said solemnly, as if he was guilty of some crime. "The cancer is back, and stronger than ever he said."

 

"Oh Chuck no. No no no no." I repeated no over and over, until Maggie slapped me, 

 

"Amelia let's not put Iva up for adoption, I don't think I have that much time left and we haven't heard from Lawrence in a long while."

 

"For the sake of our daughter or so you can feel less guilty?"

 

"Both." he said indifferently. I sighed in relief I didn't want to part ways with her either. There was a knock on the door suddenly and I bolted up and rushed to the door, giving Maggie Iva, I was cautious when opening the door. I opened it expecting to see Amanda or my parents. Instead I was face to face with a gun, Before I could scream or cry for help the gun fired and blood erupted from my stomach, crimson gushing from my body and cascading down my legs, and blood entered my mouth making me lightheaded and sink slowly to the ground. I tried to grab at my assailant's legs to trip him but it was no use, my hands were to slippery and sticky with blood to be much use, and I couldn't call out because the blood kept coming up and out of my mouth trying to escape my body. I was dying. Is this how it would end? Dying on my fiancee's floor? I heard another gun shot and a scream, Maggie! Then someone diving onto the table, Andrew? I heard Chuck's familiar scream and I knew Andrew was dead, Iva! Chuck! Oh god. I heard another shot go off and I burst into tears, these tears were using the last reserve of my energy. I heard loud clunking footsteps, and a baby's cry. My Iva! I felt someone near me, crouching down to my ear, to whisper an ominous message,

 

"I killed all you love and kidnapped your child, soon you too will be dead. I think I will be getting away with this, don't you think because you see Iva won't remember a thing about this moment, how her parents died. She'll think you abandoned her, left her to rot. I will raise as my own and teach to be just like me. I snarled and tried to bite whoever was there, I had a feeling it was Lawrence gloating that he had won, but he hadn't because Iva is special, she won't believe the stories her uncle will tell to her, 

 

"Don't forget her doll, she won't sleep without it," I knew I was dying no sense in denying the fact to myself. What Lawrence didn't know was that a letter with the truth was in the stitching of the doll, and all she had to do was pull one string. "Good bye my little girl I love you. Your daddy loves you. Please remember-" I blacked out and Iva was gone, Chuck was gone and soon I would be gone as well. I just hope that Iva will be mad enough at me and Chuck that she will tear Ozart and find the letter.  With that thought and that hope I faded from the unfair world where I was forced to go up and I was finally at peace. Chuck was there with open arms and Kyle and his parents we there smiling at me, Maggie and Andrew, my parents. I smiled because now we could be her guardian angels. I smiled down at Earth and gladly accepted my robes and halo. 

 

As I said good bye to my only child and my very short life, I accepted everything that had happened as it was meant to be. Lawrence would get what he deserves. I fell into the Gates of Heaven my loved ones at my side, maybe Amanda will find my daughter and fight for her.  
  

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