Honey (BxB)

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Tristan

"Tristan, the cops are here," Jake said suddenly, making me look back at him.
"Come on," He called me before running towards our car.

It's been almost two hours or something since we started searching but we couldn't find any clue about where Jesse went or who took him.

I'm losing my fucking mind.

I ran up towards our car to see Jake talking with the cops.

"Did you look around here? " One of the policemen asked him.

"We've looked around everywhere here and found nothing but it's better if you guys do it too," I said as I walked up to them.

The cop looked me up and down before he asked us all about our relationship with Jesse which we told him instantly without any hesitation.

"Who saw him last before he was kidnapped? " The man asked and Dylan came forward hurriedly. His cheeks and eyes were red and puffy from crying.

"W-We were both going to get water from the c-car but he told me to s-sit there on a tree stump because my legs were h-hurting," Dylan hiccuped as he pointed to the back. "Jesse went to get water but he didn't come back and w-when I came here to check, he was nowhere to be s-seen," Dylan wiped his tears.

"Then we searched around here f-for him and found the c-car keys on the ground," Dylan showed the cops our car keys.

One of the policemen came up and took the keys from his hand. "Where did you find this? " He asked Dylan.

The boy pointed to his right. "T-There,"

Jake went to his boyfriend and hugged him close, rubbing his back to calm him down.

I threaded a hand through my hair and tugged on it hard.

I want to see him.

I want him by my side.

It's killing me that he's not here.

My baby…

I hope he's safe…

The policeman came back after inspecting the area for a minute.

"You know... wind and sand is bad news when trying to find footprints. This area is extremely windy now because there's a storm coming so the footprints have already disappeared," He said, clicking his tongue.

"But there must be some other way, right? Like -like to find out a clue about which way they went or how they went—anything? " I was desperate and my words proved that clearly.

I was even ready to beg.

"Don't worry, we'll find him. We've already informed the traffic department to check every vehicle. We won't let them leave this state," The man assured,  squeezing my shoulder to try and calm me.

But nothing was working.

I still felt unsettled.

I wanted to scream.

Whoever took Jesse is going to die.

I'll kill them.

"Is there anything that belongs to the boy? " A cop suddenly asked, making us all look up at him.

"What? "

"Is there anything that he used? Like his clothes or scarf or anything? We can use our dogs to track his scent," The man said, making my eyes widen.

"Yes! There's a shirt—Uhh... It's in the car, " I said and ran to the car but was immediately stopped by a policeman.

"Hey, take the keys!" He said, throwing the keys towards me.