Chapter Three - part two

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I slammed my palms down on the table. "NO! For the last time: I DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE IS! Why do you think I need help looking for her?" Running a hand through my hair, I look up at the ceiling. "Sorry. I'm sorry. I-I just need to find her. I'm sorry."

It had been seven hours and she still hadn't been found. She wasn't answering anybody's texts and hadn't picked up any calls. She could've been dead for all I knew.

I shoved the thoughts out of my head. "Where the hell could she be?" I muttered.

"Hey, dude," Ashton taps on my shoulder. "Have you checked the beach where you two met? They're having a fireworks show tonight - she might've gone to watch."

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