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“Tomorrow we are going to a station in Chicago, they want to talk to us about our case,” Jackie told her small household on Friday night.
“What case?” Jason asked, turning to her and Jackie looked at him like he was stupid.
“The one with the man and the other man it was not a very big problem, you know.” Jackie replied being sarcastic, it had really freaked her out, “It’s really just an update.”
“Oh ok, well then, Lilian you need to go to sleep. After you take your bath of course.” Jason said turning to me, “It will probably be a long drive, so we will wake up early.” (It is only like a three-hour drive.)
“I will finish eating first though,” I said to Jason pointing at my food.
“Ok, but you need a good night’s rest,” Jason replied.
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I FINISHED EATING AND got ready to take a shower. In my shower, there was no body-wash, so I ended up using shampoo instead. The shampoo gave me a weird smell and a bad sting in some areas. I am not going to go into detail because I think you get the idea.
“Lilian, what is that smell,” Jackie asked going into my room for a goodnight hug. To be honest it sounded like she knew that I used shampoo because shampoo does not smell that different. We do only have one bathroom after all.
“It is me, I used shampoo instead of body wash,” I answered.
“Did you even look under the sink? I have a lot of soaps under there.”
“Oh, well that would have been nice to know.” I was kind of mad I did not know that before.
Jackie gave me a big hug then turned my light off giving me a big smile. It did not take me to long falling asleep. I had a dream, but it was like a flashback. It felt so real. The dream was about my mother, the woman Jackie shows me pictures of. Also, there was a young man, my mom’s age.
He was tallish, a nice body. Well, his body had a shape. The only thing that he did not have was a face.
“Lilian,” Jackie was trying to get me up.
“Ugh,” The dream was so real. “Jackie! My alarm hasn’t even gone off yet!” I started crying because I am a hormonal pre-teen, and I had a terrible tiredness headache. Then, to top it all off, I was with my parents!
“Lilian, it is four A.M.,” Jackie said, “that is why your alarm didn’t go off.”
“That early?” I sob complained, “Oh, let me sleep for a few more minutes,” I begged.
“Lilian come on; you can sleep in the car.”
“Fine,” I said while I got out of bed. Looking into my vanity mirror to see my sleep-deprived bloodshot eyes.
I seriously just threw on a tee shirt and some sweats. My tee-shirt was too baggy to show my cleavage—I definitely have cleavage. I grabbed a sweatshirt because it is starting to get cooler outside.
I was the first one in the car so I probably could have been able to sleep a little longer. I was too tired to pick a fight though, so I fell asleep right when Jackie and Jason got in the car. We were on our way to Chicago! Chicago is not even that exciting. Crook county, ha-ha!
I sat in the back the whole way there. I don’t understand why we had to go all the way to Chicago we have a rather good station in W-town. Maybe it was the state police investigating it. Nah, there is a close state police building thing a couple of towns over and this is the Chicago police department and courthouse. All in one. Criminals in one room, newlyweds in the next.
The car stopped in a parking garage and the doors had opened. I yawned and got out of the car. We walked into these big glass doors, they said courthouse and pointed in one direction and police station the other way. Obviously, we went to the police station.
There were a lot of guys in police outfits—there were women too. Lots actually which I support because of girl power! Anyway, a little petite cop from behind the glass said, “Mr. and Mrs. Parker can you come with me?”
“Ok,” Jason replied in a nervous tone. He has always been kind of scared of cops, ever since something happened blah blah blah, I don’t actually know. He is too embarrassed to even tell Jackie. I honestly think he’s a bad boy and had been arrested before. He doesn’t look like it or act like it but I since it, therefore it is likely true. I’m kind of intuitive.
We followed the officer to a room in the back of the building, where we were all sat in chairs.
“So good morning guys, let us get down to business. Those two men were in your house, correct?” The officer asked. The petite little cop was bald and seemed really nice, though he was kind of scary like that guy off of a Christmas movie I like to watch.
“Yes sir,” Jason replied, sweating. He is so funny to watch.
“Do you guys want to know why they were there?” The officer asked.
“Yes sir,” Jason again replied.
“It is really nothing big on your part, or theirs we are working out details but for now we believe Lilian was hated by someone, so those two men illegally came in and were going to seriously injure you or possibly kill. These people are, what they call themselves, the ‘Pretty Princess Gang.’ They are known to have killed at least four teenagers, and seriously injured 20. We just now caught two of them thanks to you. We are scared there are more of this gang we are trying to figure out who hired them to hurt her.”
“That is crap!” I exclaimed, “they kept saying master that I was important to master! This is no pretty princesses. There is some weird ninja crap going on with them.”
“Lilian, they are doing all they can,” Jackie said.
“Yes dear, we don’t know who the master is, and we are sure they call themselves the Pretty Princess Gang.”
“Wow, gosh this is serious, who are the kids that are getting threatened?” Jason asked.
“We are still working out details. But these people are extremely hard to get anything out of, they definitely do not snitch even on clients. That is all we have for you today, you may leave.” The officer said ushering my family to the door. Ok, so this is why we drove all the way to Chicago, to find out about the Pretty Princess Gang? They could have told us that over the phone. I honestly don’t believe that there is such a gang.
Anyway, it doesn’t really make sense. Master? Their master? I was important to their master, not a client.
My family all left the police station and headed to the car. There was a long silence, on the ride home till finally, I asked, “Why would someone want to kill me?” I sort of wanted to know but I also wanted to break the silence. Well, I wanted to know who the master was.
“I don’t know Lilian, I don’t know,” Jackie answered. She seemed very hurt.
“Ok, but why are there bad people in the world?”
“There just is I don’t know why but just treat everyone as you want to be treated.” Oh, I hated hearing that.
“Ok.”
It was a long ride home, and we were all silent, mostly due to sleep on my part. I fell back asleep right when we got back in the car and dreamed about eating a hamburger. Even though cheeseburgers are obviously better.
Finally, we got home, and I woke up and ate a small lunch. My lunch was a ham sandwich with pickles, mustered, and cheese. I had to have cheese; cheese is essential.
We barely did anything that day, Jackie, and Jason did a few things in the baby’s room, though. They are always in the baby’s room. Jackie and Jason were already in their fourth month and wanted to know so badly what the baby was, but they decided to wait.