Category : Stories

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

This is a story I started working on at midnight last night. I'm terrible at starting a story up though so if you could read what I have so far, and tell me what you think that would be great! 

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Grimly rescue of Blythe and Jenna Wilson 


We took turns guarding the door, neither of us sleeping very much. Ricky looked nervous, and suddenly I felt bad about getting him involved. I shouldn’t have dragged him into me and Blythe’s problem. I'm not sure why I even did in the first place, maybe it's because rickys been my friend for years, but it was wrong to pile this on him. Ricky was never one to jump head-on into danger and come out unscathed. No, he was the guy that would try and calculate every possible outcome with every step he makes. Then, in the end, ends up being hurt by the easiest and simplest thing. Me, I rush head-on into any type of danger that comes my way. It was the same with Blythe she would be right alongside me fighting with me. 


   Blythe Quinn Wilson who is also known as my best friend. We meet in the 2nd grade after she ”accidentally” came over and stole my cookie. I wasn't very happy about the whole ordeal, but nevertheless, we’re still friends after many years. We're both 29 now and in huge heaps of trouble. We had our first daughter when we were 25, and we named her Jenna lee Wilson. When we were young though we got into lots of trouble. 


Well, correction I got into a lot of trouble. When I was 17 I joined a gang. It was pretty bad and shortly after I had wanted to leave. The leaders forbid me to leave said I was permanently a group of the red scorpions. 


I made the mistake of getting Blythe involved, and now they had made a deal. My freedom for Blythe’s captivity. I couldn't do it, I wouldn't do it so Blythe and I ran. We didn't know where but we ran far from the red scorpions.


Or so we thought...


Two months ago I came home from work, and my house was totaled. Both the front and back doors were busted open. The lights were flickering and there were numerous bullet holes in the walls. I can remember the overpowering smell of burning wood and paint. I searched the entire house and both Blythe and Jenna were gone. 


All that was left was a personalized message from the red scorpions. Said that if I survived their hunt down for me then both me, and my family walks away scratch free. Their hunt will last for 6 months and each second they will be hunting me. 


It's only been two months since the hunt began and already both me and Ricky are paranoid. 


”Hey, Rick got any more water left with you?” 
         ”...yeah, here,” said Ricky.
       ”Thanks, look the red scorpions are the real deal. They will and they can hunt us down so we need to do this smart., ” He said. 


Ricky and I spent 3 hours formulating a plan of action. In the end, we decided going after Blythe and Jenna is dangerous, risky, and stupid, but it's all we've got for right now.