Iris's p.o.v.
—————Exhausted? Yes, you got that right.
It took a total of thirty minutes to get washed up and tucked into bed.
Louie was already asleep by the time I got home, so that made the job of resting a whole lot easier.
I had just turned out the lights in the room and tried to get comfortable when I had an itchy feeling in my throat and realized that I was thirsty.
Trust your body to bring up needs at the wrong moment.
I tried to ignore the feeling for a while, thinking I could sleep. But after a few minutes, the itching grew worse.
With an annoyed groan, I switched on the lights and dragged myself off my bed before heading for the door.
Making sure to turn around and check on Louisa once again, I opened the door a tad bit too slowly to avoid waking anyone who was already asleep or alerting someone who isn't.
After the knob was turned and the door pulled inwards, I peered down the hallway to make sure the coast was clear and to my luck, it was.
A silent sigh escaped me and with a careful mind, I found my way out of the room to the living area.
As usual, the lights were all dimmed and the only sounds you could hear was the tick tocking of the clock.
Well that was the only sound I was hearing but I'm pretty sure I could detect something else beneath it.
I used my eyes to scan the place but nothing looked or seemed out of the ordinary, so I began thinking the foreign sounds was all in my head.
Getting into the kitchen, I firstly found my way to the cabinet to get myself a glass before stepping to the refrigerator for some water.
As I opened it, the cool breeze of the metallic cooler hit my face so hard that I felt the goosebumps growing on my forearms and my hairs stand erect.
I swallowed a gulp of my own saliva in anticipation of the chill I'd face from drinking such a cold liquid afterwards.
Then again, I was having an awkward feeling.
The foreign sounds I had been hearing had gotten louder and this time all to real to be called imagination.
Right now, it is a lot clearer and easier to hear.
It was a beeping sound, carefully beeping to a steady rhythm.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
And it was continuous. I stood still and waited for it to end, rather it didn't. If anything, I felt it was becoming faster.
My blood pressure was slowly rising but I didn't want to give myself a panic attack by over reacting, so I decided to go put on the lights.
And right there beneath the switch, I saw the source of the sound.
In the prominent darkness, the figures were counting down in red.
3:55:08
It was a timer. A beeping timer. And I bloody know beeping timers are always attached to one thing.
It was a bomb!!
" Jesus!! Everyone!! Wake up! It's a bomb!! There's a bomb! Everyone!!!!" I screamed at the top of my voice as I ran out of the kitchen.
My heartbeat was faster than any normal rate as it was beating franctically.
" Wake up!! Wa-" I continued to yell when Mr McConnell and Hunter came running down the stairs.
" What's going on?" Mr McConnell asked when he got down with a fearsome look on his face.
" Bomb.. kitchen.. light switch.. oh my God Louisa!!" I tried forming a coherent sentence but Hunter had run into the kitchen before I was done as Mrs McConnell, Love, Edward and Cheryn appeared from various directions.
" Excuse me!! I need to grab Louie!!" I pushed past all of them and ran down the hallway but that didn't stop me from hearing Hunter shout behind me.
" Everyone out!! We've got less than two minutes!"
My pace increased as I barged into Guillermo and Jenny.
" Less than two minutes!? What's happening!!?" Jenny asked as her face was sculpted with a mask and her cotton night dress definitely oversize.
" Bomb!! Leave!! Now!" That was the only explanation I could give before I left them to continue my race.
I slammed my door open to find Louisa only to be met by an empty bed.
" Louie!? Louisa where are you!!? Louie!!?" I felt my heart drop and my eyes ran round the four corners of the room definitely over a million times.
" Louisa!!" I shouted once again as I ran to the bathroom and slammed the door open.
" Louisa!!!" I pulled the blankets off the bed in case she was underneath.
" Louisa!!" Behind the curtains.
Nothing!!
" Iris where the bloody hell are you!!?" Hunter's voice boomed from outside the room but I didn't care.
My eyes were pouring out a fountain of tears right now as I continued to search.
" Louisa!!" I checked the closet.
Still nothing.
" Louisa!!!!!!"
" Iris we need to l-" Hunter started as soon as he ran into the room.
" I can't find Louisa!!" I sobbed as I checked out the window just to make sure she hadn't fallen.
I swear I left her here asleep.
" What!?" He asked and without looking at him, I could hear and feel his shock.
" I can't- I can't find her" my son's increasing as I went to check the bathroom once again.
" Are you sure she isn't with someone?" He asked as he assisted in the search by checking behind the curtains again.
" I've seen everyone, except Claudette. Have you seen her?" A tiny glint of hope growing in me as I turned to him.
Please tell me something.
" I have and I'm sorry but she was alone"
That was it.
I dropped to the floor and began to panic as I ran my hands through my hair in a crouched position.
My breaths became incredibly short and my vision blurring too quickly.
" Iris look, we have to leave. We don't got much time" Hunter says as he also crouches and tries to lift me up by my arms.
" I'm not-" I began but he cut me off.
" Everyone else is gone"
" What about Louie? What if... What if she's still here?" I managed to sob out.
" I don't think she is"
" But what-"
" Iris please" he begged as he used his thumb to wipe away my tears and proceeded to lift my eyes to his.
" If we don't leave this building right now, we're gonna die" he continued as he looked into my eyes.
I couldn't leave. Louisa could be anywhere here. I can't just leave.
" What makes you think she isn't here?" The question came as a result of his previous statement.
I don't think she is.
" I'd explain later, but for now let's leave" he said as he dragged me to my feet as I nodded and rose up.
In a matter of seconds we were running out the building to his car that was parked right outside the door.
Quickly, we jumped in and he started the engine. With a death threatening speed, we fled off.
Just in time to hear the impact of an explosion.
Third person p.o.v." Arrrgh, you stepped on me mother fucker!" " Shhhh.. you'd wake them up" He released a sigh and glanced at his watch. " How much longer do we have to wait? My back is killing me for bending too long"" Stop whining and be a man. We'd just wait for that Iris girl to go to bed and we move" " Hmmmph.. fine" The two stayed crouched behind the flower beds as they watched her window, following her every movement.Infact, at some point they didn't mind watching her a little longer when she took off her dress to take a shower.They admired her slender body from afar even though all they could see was her outline from her head to her thighs." Damn.. are you sure we can't hit another target after this?" The one with the spiky platinum blonde hair said, as his eyes were
Hunter's p.o.v " And yesterday can be classified as a bad Friday for the McConnell family as hours after the wedding disruption, the personal residence of the very own son of The Mr McConnell was brought down to the ground in ashes, sometime between eleven pm to twelve AM. According to the phone calls gotten by the police from Mr McConnell himself, he says everyone is safe and doing well except for a missing child who goes by the name Louisa Shawn. Five years of age. The police have vowed to bring the perpetrators to justice, but if anyone spots this little girl anywhere kindly keep her safe and or report to the nearest security body" The newscaster keeps on speaking as an image of Louisa that was emailed to the police this morning appears on the screen.
Third person p.o.v.The little girl blinked at least twice to be sure she was awake and not still dreaming, but the environment still looked the same. An old creaked sofa directly opposite her line of sight, a few wooden stools scattered here and there, torn curtains and dusty shelves. Louisa could swear that this was a set for a movie, and the shadow cast nature of the room wasn't helping matters. She used her hands to elevate herself from the cushion she was placed upon, and she may have used a little too much force because the moment her tiny hands came in contact with the plushy surface, she raised a blinding array of dust. And she couldn't help but sneeze. Twice actually. That was when she began to hear shuffling from the other side of the four cornered enclosure."I think she's awake" a voice whispe
Iris's p.o.v." I'll get it" Megan says as she rises from her sitting position by my side to answer the door. I briefly wiped my tears and rose to my feet also. Megan's mom tried to hold me down a bit but I passed her a weak smile and stood." My goodness Bonita.. how are you!? Where's your brother and Brooks junior?" A sopranic voice rang through out the living room and I suspected it had to be their aunt Laurel. Soon, there was a clatter of voices. The exchange of pleasantries created a buzz of excitement through out the room as everyone here was familiar with her, including Edward, Cheryn, Claudette, Guillermo and Jenny.Perks of living with Hunter. The rest of the family appeared jovially, with bright smiles on their faces out of their various locations to come welcome their sister/aunt. I think she came with her husb
Iris's p.o.v.Nine pm. It's almost a whole day since Louisa went missing. A whole day is more than enough to do a lot of things to a little person. Trust me, I do not want to think of the possibilities. We had been designated to various rooms shortly before dinner, for everyone to finally get some rest after eating. I couldn't even eat a thing at the dining table, so I left them all there and headed for my room. Uncle Tucker and his wife were to follow Aunt Laurel home right after dinner. And yeah I was right, she did come with her husband and her son Cody. At least Cody was another light to my day, but his age grade reminded me too much of Louisa so I had to cut our little conversations short. As to why Aunt Laurel had a child as young as
Third person p.o.v. He stood by the door and watched his Aunts' and Uncles' drive away in the cold, starry night. If asked, he's actually against them leaving this late because of recent events. But then he said nothing, since he wasn't asked. In fact, he had said nothing at all through out the day except he was asked a question. Oh, and when he wanted to talk to Iris. He didn't blame her for not wanting to speak to him, he didn't even want to speak with himself. Right now he felt like the most stupid jerk Earth had ever created. And his Dad had no problems with treating him that way. Mr McConnell was the first to come off the porch and step inside the house while the rest stood outside, exchanging tiny chitchats. He really disproved of their choice of location to engage in a conversation bu
Third person p.o.v.Hunter had microwaved some Spanish rice left in the pot and he'd carried a glass of water along with him as he proceeded up the stairs to iris's room. He stood at her door and took a deep breath to calm himself down. After speaking with his Dad, he didn't expect to feel so guilty, he'd expected to feel less responsible but it turned the other way around. Now he'd have to face the new music playing in his head. The one of pure guilt. He knocked thrice on the door and waited for a response, which came not long after as a muffled 'yes?'. Slowly balancing the tray and it's contents on one hand and using the other to open the door, he stepped in only to find Iris faced down on a pillow. And alone. At first he was scared shitless that something had happened to her, but after watching closely, he notice
Third person p.o.v.Louisa lay on the bed across the man who identified himself as Santiago, slowly eyeing the ceiling and counting numbers in the back of her mind.Santiago on the other hand was sitting patiently as the time went by, they explained that they'll be here an hour ago. What exactly is taking them so long is what he couldn't tell.A few moments of silence had passed between them before Louisa sighed and sat up straight, looking Santiago in the eye." You said my mommy is gonna be here"Oh no, Santiago internally exclaimed.Before Louisa agreed to have her meal three hours ago, she had demanded to know where her mother was. Long story cut short, Santiago lied about her whereabouts." Yes she is and she's on her way" he says again, hoping it'll shush her once more." Mommy is never late, I want to talk to her"