Chapter 22

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It had been a few weeks, he hadn't gotten much sleep. Actually that was a lie.

He hadn't slept at all.

The bags under his sockets were more visible than ever. Anyone who knew him back in the underground knew that was an older look. A look he wore when overly stressed, sleep deprived and anxious. When they had surfaced they slowly vanished from his look all together. Came back faintly when he left his mate for the first time, then once more vanished as if they never existed to begin with when he got with her and had her for himself.

But now they are back and darker as before.

Everyone was worried. The day he called them panicked looking for his Treasure they all had a cloud of dread over them.

Filing missing persons reports for both the city and town they lived in was hell. The cops didn't even pretend they would find her, they had no hope of it, even after he told them Andy could have taken her, he was an abusive prick.

But that fucker had connections, the minue G mentioned him to the pigs, they made a face of disgust and dismissed him as a suspect.

Chara had to hold the furious skeleton back from blowing a hole in their heads, the cops left after that and G scared his dog at the amount of shit he throw around the house in a rage, luckily Chara dodged it all staring at him with a blank face..

"Ya done?" He asked.

"NO!" G shouted back throwing more shit.

Now he literally had to replace a couch, and a few vases, and... the toaster.

Damn (Y/N) liked that toaster too. It had glass sides to watch the toast brown.

After a week of nothing from the cops, he contacted her friends. They went into a panic over finding her and all went into a sorta over drive.

They scouted everywhere she could have been and hunted for clues, even texting old class mates to see if they had been in contact with her recently.

This guys literally went into detective mode.

So when Drew came over with an idea to spy on Andy... G couldn't say no. It had been just under a month at that point and he was growing desperate.

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Drew hadn't seen Andy till a few days after he had gotten back from his trip. So he set up a date to hang with him.

He, wasn't actually expecting Andy to jump at the chance to hang.

So here he was, chilling in his best friends house looking for incriminating evidence to toss this fuck in jail. Or (Y/N) which ever came first.

He chills in the house, talking with the male, when he leaves the room for whatever reason he looks around quickly, listens carefully for anything, but 6 hours wasted because he sees nothing.

With a heavy heart he leaves and texts G he had found nothing, but he did mention the gut feeling he had.

He just didn't have enough time to check every room in that house without the fear of Andy finding him looking. So they made a plan to break in.

Luckily Andy trusted Drew enough to give him a spare key for emergency reasons.

Ha how ironic.

They waited till Andy had to go into work early, he had even bitched to Drew how he had to work some late shifts so they had time. They went through everything carefully checking every room till they were sure she wasn't on the first 2 floors.

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