Randomness and Awesomeness!!!

Followed (Part 3: Ending #2)

Recap:

I reach the road where I turn left normally to go to my house, but there was a note stuck to the pavement on the side walk once again.

"Look" That was the only word on it, but it also had an arrow pointing behind me.

Shit I can't turn this time. I can't bring myself to do it this time.

Should I take a chance and just take a break for it? Or should I turn before I lose my nerve?

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I whip around in the direction the arrow of the note was pointing and was about to scream when I saw...

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Nothing...

Absolutely nothing...

I take a deep breath. Ok, I'm being really jumpy right now for no apparent reason. It's all ok, it's all going to be fine. I turn back around to continue walking to my house and jump right out of my skin.

There was a bag on the sidewalk, with a purple sticky note this time, stuck on it.

"Ok we are going to come to an agreement. You help me deliver this bag to one of my colleagues, and your little sister won't get hurt."

Terrified, I flip the note, but saw nothing else written. This can't be true. They couldn't really have her now could they? No I don't believe it for one second!

But what if they do really have her? I can't take any chances.

I wait for instruction, like a note to fall out of the sky, or a car to drive up on auto command or something weird like that, but none come.

Am I supposed to look in the bag? He never said I couldn't.

I bend down to the backpack, look around, and start unzipping the backpack, but slowly, so that by any chance their are any signs that tell me to stop what I'm doing, I could stop opening it immediately. But, yet again, no signs come. I open it completely. There was what seemed to be a box at the bottom of the bag with another sticky note on it.

"Bring this to 5096 Lambert Lane"

Oh my gosh! That is the deserted mansion! It's so cliche, but since it's abandoned it's the perfect place to make an exchange.

I guess I have to walk all the way there.

Only 33 blocks to go.

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I finally made it. It was starting to get dark, and the wind was starting to pick up. A chill ran through my spine, and I walked up to the mansion.

"It is not creepy, not creepy at all." I mutter to myself.

I approach the front step, and knock four times. No one answers so I search for a door bell, but come up empty. So I slowly open the door.

"Hello!" I yell into the silence, but no one answers my call. I walk in, and close the door behind me trying to be as quiet as possible trying not to be the one to disturb the silence.

I walk in one step, and all of a sudden I hear a pop, something wisps past my face, and hits the wall beside me.

I scream at the top of my lungs, and my knees buckle before me. I crash to the ground, then put my hands over my head.

"I have your package thing!" I yell. I couldn't muster anything else to say. I was still panting from the scare.

Once again, no one responds.

I cautiously look up. No one was even here. It's very dark, so I grip around for a light. I find one and flip it.

Right in front of my face was one of those plastic arrows that you can find at the dollar store. It was stuck to the wall beside be with a plastic suction cup. On it was a sticky note that had the word "Gotcha" written in caps. I jump back, surprised to see it so close.

I look around for the culprit, and find my big brother, my little sister, my brothers friend, Nathan, all containing their laughter from behind the couch.

I go to them, and kick my brother, Jacob in the shin. He grabs it and yelps in pain, and then the two others start giggling uncontrollably.

"This is not funny!" I yell at them. "You nearly gave me a panic attack!"

"Yeah your right, it's not funny." Jacob says in all seriousness.

"It's f***ing hilarious!" Nathan chokes through his laughter to finish Jacob's sentence, then Jacob joins their laughter again.

"Lizzy! You were in on this! How could you!? Do you know how scared I was!?" I scold her, pointing my finger accusingly.

She get's up, and hugs me. "I'm sorry sissy." She says so adorably that I forgive her instantly. Like how could you not? This girl is fricking adorable. Even a forty year old drug dealer would go soft at this.

I hug her back smiling, but when I look at my brother and his friend laughing harder on the floor, my smile drops. I think they took the wrong meaning of "sissy" when my sister said it.

"Oh, two better watch your back!" I say a creepy smile climbing on my face.

They both look kind of nervous, and say, "hey! she took a part in this too!" He says pointing at Lizzy.

"Yea, but this was obviously your idea. You just used her. So your pay back will be twice as much."

If I'm lucky Karma will do all the work, because if you make someone believe your after them, then usually bad things will happen to them because they believe it will.

And if not, then after that plan, and they think I've given up, I'll strike.

And I know exactly how to do it.

I just need my parents help, a trampoline, twenty toasters, and some sun screen.

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Oh My Gosh! If you guys are like me, then you chose to Turn Around.  You know what they say: great minds think alike!!! 

I hope everyone had fun! Now go see what would have happened if you chose another Ending! 

-Divergent7