I stand up quickly to the sound of the thunderous boom of a gun go off, and instead of being the dumb girl to run down stairs, and see what’s going on. I immediately take advantage of the cell phone in my hands and call Marcel.
I slide the touch screen open and search hurriedly for Marcel’s name in my contact list, and as soon as I see the beginning letters of his name I click the call symbol.
It rings, and rings until finally I hear his smooth voice through the receiver of the phone.
“Jamie?” he says, already sounding like he sensed something was wrong.
“I just heard a loud gunshot down stairs,” I say in a whisper, in fear th
Chapter Forty-ThreeJamie“So you're telling me that you haven't been kidnapped, and no one has hurt you, and that you're fine.” Alley says from the other line.“Yes, Alley. Didn't you hear me back at the hospital? He has been nothing but… nice.” Okay so that was totally a lie, but in the end he has become… nice, if that's the word for it.“You know what this sounds like to me? Stockholm Syndrome.” Alley says blankly.“Alley. I'm seriously fine, there are a lot of things that have came about from all of this… for instance, my dad. He found me…” I know I am dropping a bomb, but it's a bomb of distraction.“WHA