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Post by Chevrolet Winchester on Sept 21, 2010 6:04:33 GMT -5
(Not as chey! I'll make purty later. Also you can choose if he answers or if its a voice mail just ignore the last line if he answers) Hi there. I hope I'm calling the right person. My names Beth Sears. There's a major problem involving your sister, Chevrolet WInchester. All I know is she went up in a plane a couple of hours ago and there's been a couple of problems but she asked me to say it was a 'Winchester' problem. If you could call me back urgently it'd be greatly apprechiated. Thank you. |
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Ryder James Winchester
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Simi's handsome husband, the love of her life and father to be of twin hellions. As the middle Winchester sibling, he's been through hell but his love and loyalty to his family still remains true. Hurt any one of them and come hell or high water, he'll hunt you down.
went to hell, came back with an angel
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Post by Ryder James Winchester on Sept 22, 2010 13:00:53 GMT -5
Ryder usually never answered his phone straight away. He always let it got to voicemail because he just wasn’t ready to deal with talking with his family or the friends he’d left behind after the incident. They’d ask where he was, and how he was doing, and he couldn’t tell them the truth but he also couldn’t lie…so he just avoided it all together.
Soon. Soon he would be strong enough to take that first step toward healing the lesions he’d made between himself and his kin, but he just needed a little more time…he wasn’t anywhere near there yet in his mind or his spirit.
The phone number was one he didn’t recognize, but that didn’t mean anything. He wasn’t stupid, and he knew his family wasn’t either and if they knew he was avoiding them they weren’t going to always use a phone that he knew.
But it wasn’t his family…or any of his friends. In fact, it wasn’t anybody he knew or had ever met.
The message from Beth caused the hunter’s heart to seize in his chest.
No. His little sister was okay…it was all a big mistake…
He listened to it at least three times before calling the number that was left, too afraid to hear what the woman had to say. Finally, when he’d summoned enough courage, he dialed back, getting a baffling explanation that led to one thing. His sister was stuck up there and needed his help.
Ending the call with the woman at the control tower he paced frantically around his room before stopping to punch a hole into the drywall near the door.
This was his fault. It was all his fault.
If he’d never left he sure as hell would have never let Chey go up there on her own.
Damn it all to hell.
Inhaling sharply, he tried to get his emotions in check before he did something he didn’t think would ever happen again. He dialed his brother, Ben.
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