The terror Lucas felt rising in his chest became more and more real the longer they sat. Silence had finally enveloped the classroom, which honestly didn't make things any better. Normal lockdown drills usually lasted five to ten minutes- this had been going on for over an hour.
Shortly after he calmed her down, Riley had fallen asleep with her head on his arm, and it was starting to fall asleep, but every time he moved her face would twitch and she would mumble something incoherent and he would stop. It wasn't worth it. And besides, she looked so peaceful, sleeping during all of the panic.
Every once in a while sirens would whirl by. Nobody except for Lucas and Maya would react, tensing up. Sometimes Lucas would swear he heard footsteps, but there were none.
He let out a soft sigh, leaning against a nearby desk. How much longer would this go on?
A faint beeping sound reached his ears- Mr. Matthews had received an e-mail- maybe he would know more about what's going on.
"Mr. Matthews?" he piped up. "What's going on?"
"Shh!" Cory replied, his voice somewhat harsh, like something Lucas hadn't heard from the usually gentle man before: even when he tried to keep him from Riley he never really raised his voice, and now that he heard him do it, it sort of scared him. "We have to stay quiet!"
"But sir-" he tried to protest.
"I said shh!"
Lucas scrambled away from him. How could someone usually as nice as Cory manage to raise his voice while whispering? It opened up a new sort of fear in Lucas. Just calm down... he's not your father... he's just stressed... he doesn't mean it, right? He just couldn't shake the feeling that he was about to get hurt again. He was still sore from the last beating he took.
You know he's not like that... he's not like my father and he'll never be...
A pair of chocolate brown eyes fluttered open a few seconds later, Riley lifting her head from Lucas's arm. He flashed her a smile, glad for a distraction from everything around him. This was the best possible distraction ever.
"Is it over?" Riley asked softly, and Lucas guessed she meant the lockdown. He sighed and shook his head.
"No," he told her, his voice hoarse with worry. Whatever's going on, it can't be good, he thought, but didn't dare say something out loud. He didn't want to trigger whatever it was that Riley had had. It's not a panic attack, we learned about those in health...
"Rats," she muttered tiredly.
"Go back to sleep," he suggested, stroking her back gently as the feeling returned to his arm. The gutl breathed a soft sigh before closing her eyes, her head on his chest. After a few minutes her breathing evened out.
The seconds felt like hours before something else happened, something ththat he wished never did. There was a slight beeping noise to signal an announcement. Everyone who was still awake widened their eyes- was the lockdown over.
"Attention, students," the gruff voice was not that of the principal, nor of any other staff members. It wasn't even close. "I need Lucas Friar and Maya Hart to show their lousy faces and nobody gets hurt. Got it? Anyonne else who tries to interfere will pay the price... the hard way."
Lucas's stomach plummeted down as he and Maya locked eyes. The lockdown was most definitely not over.
Because Daniel Clutterbucket, wanted criminal and abusive father, was inside of the school. And he wanted his kids.
This was not good.
To Be Continued...