Chapter 13
She's not here…or is she
(Nick's POV)
"Go hide", I told Natalie. "Where"? "In the studio downstairs" "Ok, wait you have studio in your house"! "Yes now hurry"! I went to go get the door. Maybe those acting lessons and those years on Broadway are starting to have extra benefits! Lying, yep, the best liars are the best actors; so I'm a wonderfully awesome actor (I've been told). Well that sounded a bit conceited. Anyway I went to go get the door walking as slowly as I could. Sure I hated lying but desperate times cause for desperate measures. I opened the door seeing an angry father.
Oh I hated this man with all that I had. I just wanted to punch him straight in the nose. But if I did that it would make matter worse. I just needed to keep my cool. "Hello Mr. Taylor you can go look inside but I assure you Natalie is not he….." "Oh boy, I don't give a crap about your assurance"; you could be lying for all I know he said barging his way through my parent's front door! It's true I was lying but he didn't know that for sure. "Well if you can't trust me I guess you must look" "There's no guessing about it I know Natalie's here"
By this time he was in my kitchen looking in the cleaning cabinet under the sink. Oh god this man was pathetic! Natalie is not that small and he knows that. He either needs to be taken off of something; or be put on something! We finally got through the whole house….I mean the WHOLE house! From the front door to my parents room to the pool house to everywhere else! The only place he didn't think to look was the downstairs, currently where Natalie was hiding out.
I was now standing in the living room with Mr. Taylor. "See I told you she's not here!" "Well, I guess you're right boy he said walking towards the front door; I'll just try to call one offffffff" He stopped talking slurring the f of 'of'. He concentrated on the door, the door that led downstairs to the studio. Shoot! I almost had it!!!! "What's that door lead to" I decided to play stupid. "What door" "That door right there" "Ohhhh this door, it's just a bathroom" Excuse oh gosh please work, please work, please work! "Sooo that means you won't mind me taking a peek inside?
"Ummm did I say bathroom I meant basement I said laughing nervously". I opened the door running down the 15 steps that led us to the basement studio; hoping to warn Natalie. But I didn't see her; I hope she could see me! "Natalie I whispered if you can here me hide very well".
(Natalie's POV)
I saw Nick coming downstairs and started to get out of the sound booth…I think that's what it's called?! Anyway as I was stepping out I heard him whisper something. I think he said "hide very well" or something along the lines of that. Great that only meant one thing my dad was coming downstairs. I quickly made a bee line towards the bathroom they had downstairs and crawled in the cabinet below the sink. You'd be surprised how I can fit in small spaces! I guess it's just me being used to crawling in the very back of my very small closet.
I heard Nick talking to my dad. He sounded calm but I knew on the inside he was a totally train wreck. Sure he had had acting classes and all that stuff but he still wasn't the best actor out there. He was good enough for my dad though! *Click* Oh no that sound could only mean one thing. The bathroom door opened and a pitter patter on the tile could be heard.
I heard the shower curtain being opened and closed, the toilet opened and closed, and then, well, quiet. I was guessing my dad had left. Relaxing my head on the side I caught a little piece of dust in my nose. Ahhhhhh chooooo! Oh goodness that was loud I hope my dad and Nick were already upstairs.
(Nick's POV)
"What was that noise" "What noise Mr. Taylor" hoping he didn't here that sneeze I knew was Nat's. "That that sneeze, she's down here, I knew she was here! Oh you little lying rat of a boy"! "Mr. Taylor it was probably just a…uhhh mouse." "Wait I didn't check the cabinet in the bathroom". I guess Nat could hide in a cabinet but besides that oh crud, oh crud, oh crud I or Nat needed to think of something and fast.
(Natalie's POV)
CRAP! Ughhh I hate dust know! Kay calm down Natalie it's going to be ok. Oh what am I saying this is going to be ugly! I gently slid out of the cabinet and opened the bathroom door. I saw Nick looking frazzled and my dad about to kill him. Nick then looked at me his eyes telling to find a new hiding place quick. Ughhh "Nick" I mouthed, distract! Distract him"
He squinted at me then nodded his head slowly in response. Nick started rambling on about something as I swiftly made my way back to the sound booth; being sure to make as little noise as possible. Whew, that was close; I then saw my dad go in the bathroom and come out cussing. Trying to settle myself I slipped (sadly while sitting down) over my legs and BANG hit my head across the left side of the sound booth. Gosh could I be anymore of a klutz.
I slowly looked over the edge where the window was and saw my dad coming right at me! I could feel him looking at me, straight through me. I'm dead meat now I closed my eyes waiting for the blood to come. When I slid my hand across this wood panel, getting a splinter. Crap, but wait what was this wood I moved this padded covering and saw a crawl space. This was my last hope I gently lifted up the wood not to get anymore splinters. And crawled inside; dang this was bigger than the sink cabinet.
As soon as I closed the panel I heard the door heave open, my dad's worthless rustling of microphones and some sheet music, then silence.
(Nick's POV)
When Nat's dad came out of the sound booth empty handed I was speechless. Where did she go? Was she even in there? Is she ok? Mr. Taylor quickly ran back upstairs and out my front door saying he was going to be late for work. Ha yeah right, he's going to be late for missing he favorite stripper, I don't know about job though!
I ran back downstairs and saw Natalie concentrating hard on her finger. "What's wrong Nat?" "Oh just a stupid splinter I got when I was crawling in a crawl space behind the sound booth." Wait the crawl space why didn't I think of that before! "Here let me help you with that." I took her upstairs to get the first aid kit.
"Nick, it's just a splinter you don't need to get all Mr. Male Nurse on me as long as I get this out of my finger before it starts to get infected. "I know I just want to make sure though" "Then squeeze this little piece of wood out of my finger" she said putting her finger in my face. I eventually got the splinter out and sprayed some disinfectant on her finger.
"All better" "All better she said in a baby voice"! "You know you're kinda cute when I help you" "Oh am I" "Yes" "Well if I'm soooo cute why don't you kiss me" "Is that an order" "why wouldn't it be" I smiled and kissed her rubbing my hands on her back and hers intertwined in my hair! Not wanting this moment to ever end. Knowing it soon would if her dad was never turned into the police.
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