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Chapter Ten

          Angie blushed deeply, and quickly stepped away. The Officer smiled, and unlocked the handcuffs. "Good luck," He chuckled, and pushed Jared towards his family.

          "Thank you Officer," Maya murmured, and then the Officer was gone. Maya crossed her arms over her chest, and stared at Jared.

          "Maybe we should go inside," Izzy whispered, tugging on Angie's arm. Kate followed them into the house, and up towards Izzy and Angie's room. "Wow, that was epic," Izzy laughed, "And desperate."

          Angie winced, and opened the door to their room. Izzy put her stuff on the bed that wasn't occupied by Angie's stuff, and started unpacking. "Has he always been getting arrested?" Izzy asked.

          "Yes," Kate whispered, "Ever since the summer Angie didn't come back." Izzy stopped packing, and looked over at Angie. Angie sat on her bed, and looked out the window. She could see Maya yelling at Jared. He just shrugged it off, and stormed into the house. Maya yelled after him, but that didn't stop him. He stormed up the stairs, and towards the end of the hall. He stopped at his door, and looked at Angie. Angie gave a small smile, and shrugged. He narrowed his eyes, and slammed the door shut.

          Izzy jumped, and muttered, "Great."

          Maya appeared in the doorway, and whispered, "Come on girls, I ordered pizza. It should be here in a few."

          "Alright," Kate sighed.

          "I'll come help set the table," Angie volunteered, "You want to help Kate?" Kate nodded, and followed Angie out the door. They walked down the stairs, and into the small kitchen.

          "The plates are there, and the silverware is there," Maya directed, "Thanks for the help!"

          "Anytime," Angie answered with a smile. They were in the middle of setting the table when the door bell rang. Maya went to get the pizzas, and then brought them back into the kitchen.

          "Dinner," She called.

          Izzy and Allie came downstairs, but Jared stayed up in his room. They ate in the kitchen in pure silence. When Jared came trotting down the stairs, they all stared at him. "Pizza, yum," He smiled, and sat down next to Angie.

          Angie went stiff, but continued to eat her pizza. Maya and Allie both glared at Jared, Kate looked down at her food, and Izzy pretended like nothing happened.

          "Come on Ma," Jared finally said with a smile.

          "You keep doing it Jared," She snapped, "I don't know where I went wrong! Where did I go wrong?"

          "You didn't do anything wrong," He cried, "I promise you didn't!"

          "Well why do you keep doing this to me?" Maya asked, "Why keep putting me through this torture? Do you think we can afford this?"

          "I know," He grumbled.

          "Then stop it," She cried, "Stop it!"

          When Jared didn't respond, she stood up, and went to her room. Jared sighed, while continuing to eat in the silence. Then they all continued to eat, and just walked away when they were finished. Angie took the liberty of cleaning up, because she wasn't tired. Jared dumped his plate on her arms, and she just glared at him.

          "Thanks," He grumbled, but she just grabbed the plate and cleaned it. When she was sure everything was clean, she slowly retreated into her room. Izzy was already dressed in her pajamas, and laying in her bed reading a magazine.

          "I'm out of here as soon as the funeral's over," Izzy proclaimed, flipping the page. Angie gave a small shrug, and changed into her pajamas. She decided since the incident with Jared at night, she would wear something more. She decided on wearing longer shorts, with a t-shirt.

          "Do you really hate it here," Angie whispered.

          "Yes," Izzy answered.

          Angie sighed, and crawled into her bed. She pulled the cold sheets close to her chin, and stared at her older sister. Izzy noticed Angie was staring at her, and looked at her younger sister. "Something wrong?" She asked.

          "I just want to know what went wrong," Angie murmured.

          "Angie," Izzy sighed, "I think you know what went wrong."

          "It couldn't have been that," She stammered, "It...couldn't have been that!"

          Izzy rolled her eyes. "Even Kate said it;" Izzy told her, "After you left things went downhill. What else could it have been besides of what you two did?"

          "Shush," Angie hissed, "I wasn't supposed to tell."

          "And you think Jared didn't," Izzy laughed, "Get real sis."

          "I would hope he didn't," She whispered.

          "Well you did, so what does it matter?" Izzy asked, reaching for the light switch, "I'm going to bed. Good night."

          "Good night Izzy," Angie murmured, "I love you."

          Izzy stopped her hand on the light, and smiled at her younger sister. "I love you too Angela," She told her, and then turned the lights off.

          Angie was surrounded in darkness. She could hear the crickets chirping, and then Izzy smacking her lips together and trying to find a comfy spot. Angie sighed, and felt like a little kid again.

          When Izzy stayed, one of them would have to sleep on a blow up mattress on the floor. Normally it was Angie, because Izzy would throw a fit about how she didn't even want to come in the first place. Then Mom would sigh, and tell Angie that she was the one who had to sleep on the floor.

          Angie didn't really feel like sleeping so slowly she slid out of her bed. She wasn't wearing any socks, so her feet touched the wooden floor. She shuttered a little, not because it was cold, but because she wasn't used to the feeling. She ignored it though, and slid out of her room. Izzy murmured something in her sleep and turned over in her bed. Angie closed the door behind her, and stepped downstairs the way she had the other night.

          When she was downstairs, she walked into a place she thought would be locked. It was Robert's office. But when Angie put her hand on the knob, and slowly turned it, the door flew open. Angie gulped loudly, and slowly walked into the room. The room had been the same as it had been nine years ago. Angie once again felt like she was a little child again. She was in her worst night mare. The nightmare that wouldn't even let her sleep anymore. It destroyed her, and here she was, stepping into his office.

          Slowly Angie walked further, and came face to face with a large rifle. It was hanging over the fireplace with pride. The pride that Robert had for that rifle just shown off the walls. He took it out hunting in the woods nearby, and anyone could hear him from miles away.

          "It's just an object," Angie muttered to herself, turning her head to look at the rest of the office. Her legs didn't move though. She was glued in front of rifle.

          Angie gripped her hands into tight fists, and ordered herself to move. She ordered herself to get out of the office, she might get caught. But there was a thrill at the thought of getting caught. It was the same thrill she always had when she did something with Jared.

          When she would sneak out, and run out of the house, she felt the adrenaline kicked up. It made her feel special, and boy did she love the thrill. She knew Jared loved it too, because it showed on his face.

          The thrill was an addiction to Jared. Angie remembered Jared always wanting to do more so they were almost caught or almost in trouble. It scared Angie but she followed Jared faithfully, knowing that whatever they did wasn't nearly as bad as what they could have been doing.

          So slowly Angie reached her hand out. She just wanted to touch it. She just wanted to touch it once more. She stopped though, and held her hand midair. Was she able to touch it? Did she have the courage? "Scared?" Someone asked.

          Angie gasped, and spun around. She stood face to face with Jared, who had a sly smile on his face.

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