wow..... you guys are amazing! lol oh and dont worry erin i be sure to read chapter two! NOW! STORY TIME
Chapter 2: Superman
Joseph Adam Jonas sped down the neighborhood street, going 95 in a 15mph region. After receiving the text from Erin only minutes ago, Joe, Nick, and Kevin, had grabbed the nearest heavy object they could find- Nick and Kevin grabbing bats and Joe grabbing a gun from his fathers’ closet- and bolted out the door. Now Kevin and Nick were in the back seat, holding onto the closest thing for dear life, being jostled around on every sharp, slick, or deathly turn and move Joe made with the car.
“Joe slow down, you’re going to hurt someone!” Kevin grabbed onto Nick as Joe made another daring turn around a corner, running through a red light and a stop sign.
“I can’t freaking slow down Kevin, Erin is in trouble.” Joe yelled, glaring at his brother through the rear view mirror
The tires on the Explorer screeched to a dead stop at the corner of Turnstone and Cherry Street , otherwise known as the street Erin lived on. Kevin and nick flung forward in there seats because of the unexpected and sudden stop.
Nick glared at his brother “Why are we parking so far away from her house?”
Joe just put the car in park, grabbed his weapon and excited out of the vehicle; ignoring nicks question completely
“Come on we’ve to go get Erin” Kevin opened the door, grabbing his bat on the way out, joining Joe on the sprint towards Erin ’s home.
When they finally reached the house all three of them, unknowingly, took the same path Erin had to get into her home. When they reached the screen door Joe turned to look at his brothers, a serious expression on his face.
“Ok…’ He stopped for a second trying to think of the plan he had been coming up with the whole car ride. ‘Nick, when we get in the house I want you to keep watch while me and Kevin go and search for Erin ”
“WHAT!’ Nick whisper-yelled ‘Problem, I’m NOT staying by myself in there, what if I see him?”
Joe groaned almost too loudly “Then whack him over the head with the bat- that’s why you have a weapon in the first place!”
Nick just sighed and nodded his head. Joe checked one last time that they were all ready and headed into the house. Joe crouched next to the sliding glass door, his brother’s right behind him, and leaned his ear against the door. He heard a crash and then a girl scream, ERIN! Making sure not to make any noise, he slid open the sliding glass door and headed into the house, Nick and Kevin following him. Another scream erupted through the house causing Nick to twitch and Kevin to cover his own ears. Joe, the whole time was having a gruesome mental image running through his head, and feeling the blood rushing through his veins, his grip on the gun tightened.
The house grew completely silent and Joe’s heart beat began to quicken. A loud thud came from the up stairs followed by footsteps.
“Shoot, he’s coming… quick hide” Joe turned and warned his brothers. The three brothers fled from their hiding spot and to a safer one. Joe looked around from his spot to check on where his brothers had gone to. Nick was hiding underneath the kitchen table behind the bar, and Kevin was hidden from site behind a giant couch. Joe himself had hidden inside the trash can, surprising himself he could actually fit in it!
All three boys felt there heart completely stop when they saw Mr. Sharpe walk down the stairs and stop directly in front of the kitchen table. Joe began to panic No! Nick…. Please not nick. Kevin was obviously thinking the same thing and took it upon himself to get Mr. Sharpe’s attention away from the kitchen table. Joe and Nick both silently gasped when they saw Kevin pick up a book from behind the couch and chuck it at Mr. Sharpe. The book hit him directly in the spine, causing Erin ’s dad to cry out in pain and stomp over to couch. He was about to check behind the couch when he heard someone clear there throat.
“Hey Mr. Sharpe!” Joe called stepping out of his hiding spot.
“What the heck!” Mr. Sharpe looked at Joseph and froze seeing the pistol, loaded, and pointed at his head in Joe’s hand.
“HEADS UP!” a loud clunk was heard before Mr. Sharpe collapsed, revealing a pissed off- looking Nick, holding a wooden bat at arms length.
“Nice shot…” Joe patted his brothers back before heading up the stairs. Kevin jumped out from behind the couch, and Nick and Kevin followed Joe.
Joe came to a dead stop while he took in the sight before his eyes. Blood splatter covered the once crème walls and wood floor, shards of glass lay along the floor, and a heavy smell of alcohol lingered in the air like a thick musty fog.
A small cry was heard, coming from behind the door at the end of the lengthy, caliginous hall way.
“ Erin !” Joe sprinted down the hall way and into the room, his brothers following close behind.
“ Erin ? Erin ?” The boys searched around the room for her, but couldn’t find anything.
“JOE! I’m in the closet! Joe? Please help me!” Erin began banging frantically on the closet door.
Her voice was muffled, but still loud enough for the three to here. Joe and Kevin rushed over to the closet, trying to get the door open for Erin .
“Ugh! Crap! The doors locked!” Joe giggled the knob again, hoping it might pop open. He looked around the room for something to open the door, and then remembered the gun in his hand. “ Erin get back from the door, ok!”
Erin scooted as far back as the closet would allow her, felling all the strength drain from her body. “Ok” she whispered. A loud gun shot was heard and Erin screamed, and scooted farther back into the corner. A few more shots and the door knob fell off. Joe swung the door open, and falling down on his knees, gathered Erin in his arms. Erin flung her arms around his neck and began to ball. Joe stroked her hair as he examined her over. Her hair was matted with blood and her clothes were torn and covered with blood. A huge gash ran along her face, starting on her cheek and ending at her hairline. Also the back of her shirt had a huge tear going down the center and Joe could see the large cut running down her spine.
He gathered her up in his arms, wedding style, making sure to not touch her wound. And as three boys headed out of the house and down the street, Erin snuggled into Joe’s arms and let the tears flow, knowing that she was finally safe in the arms of her superman
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