Bad Boy Saved Me From Suicide

It Was Never About You

~~~~~Recap~~~~~

"I'm sorry Andy, I'm sorry Ethan, and I'm sorry dad. I'll do what it takes to keep you all safe. No one else is getting hurt on my watch." I heard my phone ringing and saw it was Andy. He left multiple texts as well. He knows that Noah is out. I can't tell him. I turned my phone off, started the car, and pulled out. I will do whatever it takes to keep everyone I love from getting hurt. Even if it means dying for them. I would do it in a heartbeat.

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Andy's POV

I got the amber alert and immediately knew it was Noah, my adrenaline began to shoot up, anger, protectiveness. Automatically I went to call Em, I knew she was outside and that alone was dangerous right now. No answer. I tried again. Still no answer. I began growing more and more worried. Sending off multiple texts I started to sprint outside to look for her.  When I got out into the parking lot, I saw the car pulling out, going fast, in a rush. I started to chase after the car, screaming her name, but to no avail. 

"Fuck!" I yelled in frustration. I let my anger get the best of me, storming back into the hospital, and into the room where I saw Ethan. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, "She's gone. This one is on you. He's out and your sister is gone! I swear if anything happens to her I will fuck you up. I know you're hurting right now, but so is she, and now she's gone, thinking this is her fault, and it's bad enough that Noah probably has her already. So, we're going to go and find her before anything happens." It took everything out of me not to pound my fist into his face, but I knew Em wouldn't like that, so I kept my anger under control. His face was blank, I couldn't tell what he was thinking, or feeling. 

"You're right," he whispered, his eyes starting to get glassy, "I never meant anything I said to her, I know it's not her fault. I just let all these stupid emotions get the best of me. I was hurting, and angry at Noah, worried about my dad. I'm so sorry. We have to find her. I can't lose my dad and my sister. I can't. We can only hope with my dad, but we can at least do something about Em. Let's go find her. And I swear if I get my hands on Noah, he's dead." I saw the anger on his face, the pain about all the hurtful words he said to his twin, the pain of knowing he couldn't help his dad in any way except for just hoping and staying positive. 

"Okay, let's do this. Where do we even start?"

"Why don't we try tracking her phone?" He suggested. 

"Yea that's a good idea hold on," I grabbed my phone out of my pocket, all the unread messages to Em showing. I went to Find my iPhone and put in her number hoping it would come up. After a couple minutes, it came up and showed the last place she was, the parking lot. "Fuck," I sighed out of frustration. I made sure it would notify me if it popped up anywhere. "What's our next option? I mean where did they used to hang out? Where would he take her?" I never knew Noah, and I didn't know their relationship, but I was hoping Eth at least knew something.

"I didn't know much, but I know they used to hang out at the pier a lot. And some place, I forgot where it was but it was like their place, their little hideout." He explained, trying to wrack his brain for the exact place it was.

"That has to be it. Think harder Ethan, do you know what the place was, or even where it was?"

"I think it was a house."

~~~~ Emma's POV~~~~

I drove for what seemed like forever until I finally came to the place. I turned my phone on to see if he would text me or call me to give further instructions. Lord knows I don't want to piss him off by doing anything. As if he read my mind, an unknown number popped up on the screen.