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optimistic-dinosaur-nacho · 4 years

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Imprisoned - Chapter II

Chapter II

Story Rating: 14+ Warnings: Violence, Murder, Mentions of Murder, Language, Gore Summary: Y/N is Andy and Laurie Barber’s 14-year-old daughter who is a high-grade student in Archer Middle School. Her best friend, Alice Miller had been gone for a while. They search for the lost student and find out that Alice Miller’s body has the prints of Andy and Laurie Barber’s daughter, Y/N.

DEFENDING JACOB SPOILER FREE FOR THIS CHAPTER!

(If my story is somewhat accurate for the series I DID NOT know! This is my story with my ideas based off the trailer I’ve seen)

Chapter I Chapter II Chapter III Chapter IV Chapter V Chapter VI Chapter VII Chapter VIII Chapter IX Chapter X Chapter XI Chapter XII Chapter XIII

Author’s Notes: I’m kind of liking this series.

Song Inspired: Painted Staircase by Active Child (Defending Jacob Trailer)

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The sun was just setting on that night, the lights going off in the huge house. “Thanks, dad,” Alice leans over and hugs her dad. Eric was his name, he was a gentle guy and he worked in a warehouse just a few miles out of the town of Newton. Her parents were really nice but her dad just seemed very intimidating sometimes.

“All right, you girls have fun okay? I’ll be back around 9 and we’ll drop off Y/N afterwards, okay?”

“Okay, dad,” Alice says, Eric grins, “Keep your phone on you!” Alice gives him a thumbs up and she grabs Y/N’s hand to drag her up to the house. Who knows if Emily had drinks at the house. Her family was rich. She was a ninth grader but their friend Henry was known to Emily and he asked if she could invite them.

Which she did. She didn’t mind them. Or so they thought. They knocked on the door and they saw someone walk up to the door behind the colored glass before the door unlocks to Henry. “You made it!” He says. Alice walks in and hugs him, “We did!” Y/N then comes up and hugs Henry next before he takes them inside.

The party was crowded. A mixture of all the grades. Y/N turns to the dining room where the shouts and laughter came from. They were playing beer pong. Don’t drink. Don’t let someone urge you to drink. Her father’s words came into her head and she turns away from it.

“What’s going on?” Alice asked. Henry looks around, “Everyone here is drinking, some juniors from the high school brought in some drinks. Would you like to try some?” Henry asked. What the hell is wrong with them?

Alice paused for a moment.

Y/N turned her head to see the kids staring at her. Her hands twists into each other anxiously. Henry took Alice’s hand and guided them to the kitchen. Be careful, Y/N.

Andy was in the bathroom, scrubbing the dirt off Milo’s back after it just rained for an hour. Milo tends to be happy about rain and play in the mud. Andy pours water onto Milo, “You gotta stop with this playing in the mud, buddy.” Andy sees Milo plant his feet, knowing what had to come next, Andy pulls back when Mile shakes the water off of him.

“Bud, hey...” Andy gently takes Milo’s face into his hands and stroked his cheek, he smiled. Milo tries to lick Andy’s face who pulls away with a smile. “You’re a good boy.” Andy reaches for the cup in the tub and pours the water on the dog again, getting the soap off. His sleeves were rolled up but they were still soaked. His shirt was completely wet, he noted to himself a shower after this tub drains.

He unplugs the tub and reached for the towel on sink before heading over to Milo. “Out,” He says, Milo jumps out and shakes once again, getting water on the walls and mirror.

“Okay, that’s enough, bud,” Andy kneels down and rubs the dog’s fur down. He had short fur so he wasn’t dripping much water. Andy grabs his paw and sees them, “You need your nails clipped, buddy.” Andy finishes drying off the dog before Milo is set off running.

Andy takes the towel and drops it into the laundry basket, walking out. He steps into the living room and sees Laurie sitting down on the couch, searching for a show to watch. “What time is it?” She asked, Andy glanced at the clock and sighs, sitting down next to her.

“It’s 8 and a half,” He says. Y/N left around six and they hope she’d be tired by now.

“We can text her right now. See how she’s doing.” Andy takes out his phone and goes to his messages, finding his daughter’s name and clicks on the bar. How’s it going? He sends it and closes his phone afterwards. Laurie leans over, resting her head on his shoulder as she clicks on the show to watch. He brings his arm around her and sighs.

“She’s okay. I’m sure she’s having fun.”

Andy shuffles a bit while Milo jumps next to him and lays beside him. Andy puts his hand on the dog’s back and rubs it. “It’s just something I did in high school. I just hope she’s not doing something she’s not suppose to.”

“She knows. When she was little, she spitted your beer out on the carpet and dumped it into the sink.” Andy chuckles at the memory. “What did she say after that?” He completely forgot how she said it after she dumped the beer.

No, daddy. That’s bad for you!

“She said, ‘No, daddy. That’s bad for you!’ Then she gave you a water bottle,” Laurie smiles at the memory with a laugh. Andy’s smile never left his lips as he watched the show. He remembers having her on his shoulders as they skip rocks into the water.

Go to the park she goes with Alice now, he’d find her in the forest collecting sticks. The smile that never left her face. He can’t seem to get his off at the moment.

An hour had past. Andy was calling Y/N’s cell for 15 minutes and she never picked it up. “Is she answering?” Laurie asked. Andy doesn’t answer her and picks his phone up again, calling. That made Laurie put her hand to her forehead in fear.

The two stood in the kitchen. After two episodes that were 45 minutes long, they didn’t realize Y/N’s curfew was passed.

“Hey, you’ve reached Y/N Barber. I can’t get to the phone right now.” Andy drops his phone from his ear and sighs, he rubs his forehead with his hand. “We shouldn’t have let her gone out.”

“An, I’m sure her phone died.”

“She said it was 100%. She couldn’t have been playing on it through the whole time there because I’m sure there were a lot of things to do there-” The couple turn to the door opening and closing. Andy looks out to see the dark car drive off and the two rush to the front door.

“Y/N,” Laurie comes up and hugs Y/N, “Hun, why did it take you so long?” Laurie asks. Y/N looked up at her mother, “I’m sorry. I tried to call you but my phone died.”

“Bullshit,” Andy spats.

Laurie looks at him, “Andy.” Y/N looks up at her father who was completely angry but she knew it was out of fear. Her eyes look down at the ground, “I’m sorry. I tried to call...” She says. Laurie sighs and strokes Y/N’s hair, “Are you hungry?”

Y/N nods and Laurie turns away, “Okay. I made some dinner. You can sit at the dining table I’ll bring you a plate.” Y/N nods and walks over to the dining table as Laurie walks into the kitchen.

Andy follows his wife. “You don’t think that’s a little strange?”

Laurie pulls out a plate and grabs the food from the fridge. “Andy, she’s a teen. You know those kids get bored at some moment to go on their phones. Her phone is three years old, anyway.”

“She would’ve gotten my text then, right?” Andy asked. Laurie sighs once again, “Just relax. She’s home, she’s safe.” Andy couldn’t believe what came out of their daughter’s mouth. Yes, their daughter had a 3-year-old phone but she would’ve done everything else but on her phone.

That’s the reason she went out. Unless she didn’t expect it to be that boring once she got there. He’s gonna let this slide. He looks towards the dining room table to see Y/N playing with her fingers at the table. He walks away and heads into their bedroom, closing the door afterwards.

Laurie turns to look and walks over to the dining table. “Here you go, hun,” She says, Y/N gives her a small thank you. “How was the party?”

“It’s was good,” She says, putting food into her mouth. Laurie managed to grin, “I’m sorry about your dad. He just was...”Laurie gently shook her head.

“Scared?” Y/N asks, her eyes divert to her mother, who gazed at her. “Yeah... He was,” Laurie said. Y/N looks back at her plate and picks at it, now. Laurie looks at her hands and sighs.

“Why don’t you get some rest? I’m sure that party took the energy out.” Y/N takes her plate and takes it to the counter, putting it in the sink before walking past her mom. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, baby,” She says.

The sound of Y/N’s door closing, Laurie gets up and walks over to her bedroom. Andy sat at his desk with the one light on. “You should get some sleep as well.” He never turns to face her as he kept his eyes in front of him. “I will,” He replied.

Laurie doesn’t say anything else and goes into the closet to pull clothes out for a shower.

Leaving Andy at his desk.

Y/N woke up around 10 in the morning. Her head pounds as she lifts her head up to the light shining through her thin curtains. Y/N feels Milo leave her bed and goes straight for the door.

Y/N hears Andy and Laurie chatting outside in the dining room is sounded like. Milo gently scratches the door and Y/N stands up. She opens the door and Milo runs out into the dining room, meeting the couple who sat at the table.

Y/N comes out and sees them at the table in a bad position. She got the feeling they were waiting for her to come out soon enough to talk to her. Laurie and Andy look at her, her father seemed more upset than Laurie.

“Y/N, can you sit down for a minute?” Laurie asks, Y/N slowly walks over to the table and sits down in front of them. Andy didn’t even look at her, Laurie did. Y/N looks at them in fear as Laurie sighs.

“Y/N. How did you get home?” She asked.

Y/N froze in place. “Alice’s dad dropped me off-”

“Eric called us this morning saying Alice didn’t make it home last night. He didn’t see you there.”

Y/N was stuck. She waited for another question but it never came. She slightly flinched when Andy finally faced her, “Y/N, how did you get here?”

“I walked,” She spoke.

Andy and Laurie looked at each other at her response. “You walked home? You walked 3 miles from Emily’s house to ours? Where was Alice?”

“I left...” Y/N grips her hands, in fear she didn’t want to be yelled at. “You left Alice? Where did you see her last?”

“She was in the kitchen... I-... and then I just left,” Y/N closed her legs and felt the tears burn her eyes. Laurie looks at her, “Honey, what’s wrong?” Y/N diverts her eyes away from them, she shakes her head. “I’m sorry...” Was all she says.

Andy looks at her softly now, he looks at his wife who was torn as well. They hated to see their daughter like this. Andy reaches over the table, “Hey...” He says.

Y/N looks up, her red glistening eyes shining in the dining light. “It’s okay. We just needed to know where Alice was seen last. But you didn’t have to walk 3 miles to our home. You could’ve called us.”

“My phone... was dead...” She says, Andy looks at her and nods. Knowing they should’ve gotten it fixed a long time ago. “We’ll get that fixed. I’m sure I can take it in in a few days.”

Y/N gently nods and wipes the tears off her cheeks. Laurie looks at Andy, “Did he say he was gonna call the cops?” She asked.

Andy shook his head, “He’s not suppose to call them till 9. You’re to call a missing person after 24 hours,” Andy turns his head a little bit, realizing something. Laurie looks at him confusingly.

He looks at Y/N, “Hey, do you know where Emily’s house is?”

Y/N looks up, “I mean... she lives by the forest. You know by the park and stuff.” Andy diverts his eyes to his wife. “We can have a search team in the Cold Spring Park.”

“How will we get people to help-?”

“There are always people who search for missing kids. I can call Eric back and tell him about a search team,” Andy stands up and pulls his phone out again. “I’ll go out with the search team and you just stay with Y/N.” Laurie nods.

“How long will you be out there?”She asked.

Andy clicks on Eric’s contact and pulls it up to his ear. “As much as we need.”

A day went by and after that call, Andy got a search team for the look of Alice. He stood at the end of trail. There was a sign he read. Cold Spring Park. Him and his daughter would go down this trail sometimes. It’s the trail that leads to the school and to their home if Y/N would’ve taken herself.

He looked down the trail, knowing this trail goes on for miles. He turns to see Eric and his wife. “Hey, An,” Eric said, the two shook hands. “Eric.”

“I want to thank you for doing this,” Eric says, Andy nods, “My daughter is best friend’s with yours. She’s a good kid, she makes Y/N happy.” Eric smiles softly. The two look at the people who were in yellow and orange vests with the word search team.

Andy thought about the search team. If they don’t find her today. He could probably grab Milo for this search next time. He’s sure Milo can find her. Milo knew her.

Andy sighs. “Okay, let’s start. Would you like to explain to them about her?” He asked. Eric looks at him and nods. “Um...” He sees the people gather up, “Thank you all for coming to help us. My name is Eric Miller. I’m Alice’s father. She had bee missing for over 24 hours. Police had been notified and we gathered you to help us find our daughter.”

Andy nods and they started the search. People calling out to others, their eyes scanning through the woods. Eric and his wife were holding hands, hoping that their daughter would soon be found.

Hours had went by, Andy knew they went down for miles. It was starting to get late and so they had to end the search there. People wished and prayed the couple a good luck as they went on their ways.

Andy was left with the Miller Family. Eric spoke softly to his wife as Andy turned to them. “I’m sorry we didn’t find her today. I’m sure she’ll be found soon.”

Eric looks up from his wife. “We just hope she’s alive. We can’t live without her.” Andy nods reassuringly, he holds his hand out. Eric takes it and shakes it. “Thank you so much again for that.”

“We’ll be sure to check the park again.” Eric nods and they head back home. Andy enters his car and leaves the park, going back home to his family. It was messed up more than ever. Who knows what the Miller’s thought. What if they wished it was Y/N instead?

Hoped that Andy’s kid could get the same medicine.

They’re too nice to even think that. Andy gave them his prayers and hoped that they find Alice alive.

Seven days later.

Seven days. And they still didn’t find Alice. After their last one, Police took the stand and went on the search. K9′s and policemen all searching the area for the missing girl.

Eric and his wife stayed home.

They couldn’t bare to see if they’re daughter was more likely to be gone for three days. Andy was at work on the gloomy day. He had his daughter at home, watching their dog Milo with Laurie. He needed to get work done so he could be able to see his daughter’s show.

He was reading over the cases before his phone began to ring. He looked over and picked it up, “This is Andy Barber?”

“Mr. Barber, this is Officer Collins.”

Amber Collins is Henry’s mother. Andy stood straight, “Is there a problem?” He asked. It seemed to sound like dogs were going wild on the line with chatter. “We found her,” She says.

Andy felt relieved, “This call should be for the Miller’s, not me-”

“Mr. Barber, we found her body.”

He froze. That’s not what the Miller’s wouldn’t like to hear. After four days of missing, they find her dead. He inhales softly, “Where?”

“We’re in the park, on a trail that leads to the school. There’s a small pond.”

“I’ll be there in a minute,” He says. He puts the phone down and gets in his car, driving off. He grips the top of the wheel. No wonder Y/N walked home. She couldn’t find Alice. Unless she told her she was leaving early and that gave an advantage for someone to take her.

He reached the trail to the park, seeing Officer Collins waiting at the entrance. Andy parks his car on the side and gets out. Amber smiles, “Mr. Barber, haven’t seen you in a while.”

Andy had his grey coat, he looks down the trail to see the people down there. Cop cars with their lights on and a few civilians looking. Andy looks over to Amber, “It has.”

The two walk down the trail towards the pond. The more he got closer, the more he would’ve gotten sick there. “One of our K9s picked her up at the last minute we were gonna leave the area for people to have their park back.” The smell was metallic and muddy like. Earthly and the mixture of blood, he knew this was bad.

They stop right at the small dip to the old pond that was below, people in hazmat suits taking pictures or looking down for remains. The air was taken out of Andy’s lungs as he saw it.

“Is that her?” Collins asked.

Andy saw the dress, torn apart from pieces. The blood seeped through the fabric by her chest. That dress she always wore to Y/N’s birthday parties. Amber didn’t need an answer when she could see his state right now. She turns away from him. “It’s nothing worst than a kid,” Amber spoke.

Andy hears someone come in view beside him and sees the detective. “Hey, Paula.”

“Good afternoon,” She says, Pam Duffy is a detective Andy would see sometimes during these types of things. It was rare though. “How you doing?” He asked. Pam inhales deeply before sighing, “You know, I just got a coffee from the Diner. Then I get called up for this,” She looks down at the body.

“How long before they get the prints?”

Amber sighs, “Well, there were no weapons around the area, but we might find some on the body. May take two days,” She says. Andy looks down at the body once again. The flashes around her made him feel sick in the stomach again.

How would his daughter think?

He doesn’t want to come home and say her best friend died. Murdered nearby their favorite park.

“Give me the papers after they are filed,” Andy says, Pam nods, “I’ll call you if anything comes up.”

“I’m sorry. I just... I have to go,” He said to them, they nod, knowing this was his daughter’s friend. The body was not yet to be proven it was her just yet. Her face was turned away from them, but he knew by the dress she wore. He heads out of the park trail and hopped into his car.

He closed the door and grabs the wheel. He leans forward into his wheel. He’s taking the case of his daughter’s best friend. He’d have to investigate the students someday.

Andy reaches back home, leaving his car in the garage. He walks into his home and sees Milo run up to him. “Hey, bud...” He says lowly, petting the dog nonchalantly. He hears heavy steps upstairs as they come down. “Hey, dad,” Y/N says, she stops to see his face. “What’s wrong?” She asked.

He stared up at her but then managed to smile, “Nothing I just... I planned on going on for dinner tonight.”

“Really? Where?” She asked. He sees her come down the stairs, “The diner. I just thought we would like some family time, you know?” He says. She smiles and hugs him, “That’ll be nice... Thank you.”

He reaches up to caress her head, he stared at the wooden floor. The thoughts of Alice and her body in that pond. He wraps his other arm around her back.

“You’re welcome.”

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Oh, man...

I gotta work on that part two for that Chris Evans imagine

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seniorfuzzypollo · 4 years

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Complicated

So, it’s been a while since I’ve used this. Doesn’t bowed well if I’m back on here using this. So uh, my dads okay. He was sent back to Mexico to only be kidnapped by a gang called the “coyotes” we paid them off to let him go. Ive been single for a while. Me and Charlie didn’t work out. Probably for the best though, in the end I lost feelings and they didn’t understand theirs. I have some friends. We talk on discord a lot and I have coworkers who invite me to stuff so that’s cool. It’s weird how normal my life seems. Yet again..I caught feelings for someone and that doesn’t end well usually. She’s dating someone already but the dudes no good, sure I might be bad but at least I don’t shove people to the ground if “they’re in the way” in front of their friends. That’s just me tho what do I know huh?

So here’s the bad or sad part of the thing. One morning my mother woke me up and told me to call the cops. There was a dog hanging from a tree in the neighbors backyard. I called the police and after I went to yard, hopped the fence and I knew as soon as I saw her she was dead. She was just dangling there. Rigor Mortis was already set in. I held her for what seem like an hour. Just holding her corpse. My mother crying in the back. Her sister was just sitting there beside us. The cops came finally and cut her down. I filled out a witness report and they said someone must have intentionally did it. We thought originally it strangled itself on its own collar but. No. I took a shower that same morning and tried to wrap my head around it. It haunted me for days. How could someone do that? Is this what death really is? So much turmoil in my head I couldn’t handle it. We don’t let our dogs go outside alone anymore.

I got high once, like really high. I couldn’t move. When I tried to it felt like my skin was a shell. I’d move and it would break and reassemble over and over. When I spoke I would scream in my head but whisper quietly. Sounds became so much better, like a vibrating hug. It also broke my guard. I cried. I cried about everything, my father almost dying once, how I can’t be my own person, about how I failed you. I remember telling you, that I could help you, you could live with us, that you wouldn’t have to live over there, that I’d get a job, that It doesn’t matter what if have to do because I’d do what I have to if it meant you could be here. But we had that fight. It was over and funny enough a month after I got a job. Also funny I was fired a month after, not related just thought that’d make you laugh. But when I told you those things I really did mean it, I did look for jobs, I didn’t care at all, I wanted to do all I can. Was it out of the wrong reasons? I don’t know. You said you were aromantic, that you don’t love or had any intentions during that time to do so but I saw the text saying you were falling for me again and I thought that maybe it could work, that after years on our own journeys we could come to an understanding. News flash, it didn’t happen. It’s a good thing though. What would actually happen? It’s so bizzare I belived it all that it’s actually funny to think about it.

Which brings up to now. Me here now currently at 3:14 AM. Someone told me I should talk to you. That it would help me, to move on and get closure. To let go and just move on. Truth is I’m scared. I still hold on to these memories cause they’re really one of the few things that makes me happy. Just flickers of small chats, remembering the kittens, mittens cause their paws were built different but that’s okay cause he’s dope. But I know it also comes with the bad memories too, like that one time the security pulled me and you away cause people thought it was WAY worse then it was and to be fair we made it look like a drama movie. I know it’s not healthy to keep these memories but I don’t know if I’m ready to be completely alone. I don’t think I’ve ever hated you. It’s not by choice either I just don’t see why I would hate you. I understand why you’d hate me though. I wasn’t be best boyfriend or even friend for that matter. Point is, I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you. I mean it with every fiber of my being. Do I still have feelings for you, it’s complicated. I’d love to have a drink with you and talk, but there’s also times I wish you never told me I smell like the color blue. I just wanna say I’m happy how much you’ve done. Idk a lot but you sure do and if you take anything from this I need you to know I don’t hate you, if you want to block me that’s fine, but don’t pretend that you’ve never checked on me too. Do you think, that if we actually spoke again I’d be on the same page as you. That I can actually understand you for who you are. And you understand me? I’ve grown through these years and each interaction we’ve had you’d change a way I’d think on things. You’re such an influence to this day still. I’m sorry I’m rambling so much.

It’s hard for me to see exactly where the hell i went wrong.

You probably don’t even give a shit about my dumb songs

But it makes me feel heard and let’s me be honest with you

I like the made up thoughts I have about you, even when they’re not true

And I know it’s not right and frankly the expiration date is past due

Yet I still believe that maybe, just maybe there’s gonna be a day

A day where maybe my dreams will become true

Like a dumbass fairy tale we could always get booze

But for now I just gotta write this dumbass letter

And hope I don’t get a return to sender.

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