Thanks to the Farmors' Sixth Form lunch crew for the Sanchez's Dad's name! You know who you are!
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Chapter 7 - Lloyd Sanchez
I came round to find myself in their car, I sat up suddenly.
Why did I have a pounding headache and how the hell did I get here?
"What's going on, did someone knock me out?" I said sitting up. Trent and Brayden were in the front, Trent driving like a mad man, "Hello, is anyone going to answer me?"
"No" Trent replied. I sighed and pulled my phone out my pocket, I had 3 texts from Cyrus. I slipped my phone back in my pocket, I'd text him later on. Right now I wanted to know what was going on so I tried again "Who was that man?" silence met me as we pulled into The Demon's eyes car park. Trent and Brayden got out, my door swung open and Trent took my hand, I got out and he led me inside. A few men were sat at some tables drinking, we walked straight past and behind the bar,
"Dad" Brayden called. The man who was staring at me the other day when I came here with my Dad entered my view. He smiled at me, "Hunters were in the grounds of our house. Blake and Holden are dealing with it, you, are you..." his smile faded and his eyes, became dark,
"Take over here, we'll all be back soon" and he left. Trent lifted me up and sat me on the bar,
"Will someone please tell me what is going on, why did we run away from a hunter? That guy was your Dad and just...what the hell?"
"We need you to figure that out for yourself Angel and yes that was our Dad Lloyd Sanchez, we'll make you meet him properly once he, Blake and Holden are back, in the meantime, do you want a drink?" Trent said, I rolled my eyes. I had to figure it out myself, well if that's what I have to do then fine.
"Fine can I have a J20 please"
"One coming up Angel"
"Why'd you all call me Angel when my names Tammara?" he shrugged,
"Because it annoys you," I smiled. I knew that wasn't the reason, but I also knew, he wasn't going to tell me the truth so I didn't bother pushing any further.
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Lloyd, Blake and Holden came back at around 7.30pm. I noticed blood on their clothes, but didn't want to say anything,
"Um, I'm needing to go back to school to pick up my car...so" I said,
"Angel you can't go yet, you haven't properly met our Dad" Brayden said. I thought better than to think what I was going to think. As I'm sure they can all read my mind. I know Trent can but wasn't sure about the rest,
"You're the Tammara Angel my boys have been going about, nice to finally meet you in person" Lloyd said.
"I'm her, nice to meet you too..." I said smiling a cautious smile.
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It was now 10pm. After we, well I, got to know, if you want to call it know, Lloyd. He seemed like a genuine man. But, he scares me, he just gives off that evil, scary, freaky man who stares at you and looks like he either wants to eat you, or drag you away and do God knows what vibe. -Shiver-
"I really need to go home" I said,
"I'll drive you to school so you can pick up your car" Trent answered, smiling at me,
"Thank you" I said my goodbyes to the others and made my way to the Range Rover. Once in Trent asked me,
"What'd you think of our Dad then?"
"Um...he's, interesting" he looked at me, "Fine, he scares me", he laughed focusing back on the road,
"He gives off that vibe doesn't he" I didn't say anything,
"Trent did one of you knock me out? Last time I asked you said no, but that wasn't really an answer" I asked, completely changing the subject. He didn't reply, "So I'm taking this as a yes one of us did knock you out"
"No we didn't, why'd you ask that?"
"Why are you lying to me?"
"I'm not..."
"Be like that then". The rest of the short journey was in silence, when we pulled into the school car park and he stopped I climbed out, slamming the door without a bye. Yes, pretty petty I know. I headed over to my car and got in, I was about to start the car when my door swung open,
"Trent" I said,
"Brayden knocked you out...I'm sorry" and he left. I watched him drive away. Kicking myself for being a baby about the whole thing. I hadn't gotten to tell him I enjoyed myself today, and thank you for being so friendly and lovely. I wonder why it was so hard for him to tell the truth anyway, what was with all the lying! I put it to the back of my mind and drove home.
Dad wasn't home when I got back. Didn't think he would be, it had just gone 10.20pm. I flicked on the kettle then ran upstairs to change into my pyjamas', consisting of some old leggings and a baggy t-shirt. I turned on my telly to some random channel, shut my curtains then headed back downstairs to make myself a hot chocolate.
What a crazy day!
By 11pm I was snuggled up in bed watching some random crap. Okay, I wasn't really watching it, more thinking about today. I must have been thinking hard as the next thing I knew I heard the key turn in the lock. Dad. I switched off my telly, not wanting to have a conversation with him tonight. I heard him coming up the stairs; I pulled the duvet over my head and began to breathe gently, as if I were asleep. My door opened as he looked in,
"Goodnight Tam" he said, and then I heard it shut. Phew. Good night.
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