Our Little Secret

Custody?

2 weeks had passed and things with Emily and her mom were still the same.

Emily was still staying at Tinas house. Emily feels bad about it but Tina tells her that it's actually fun since Tina only has younger siblings.

In the two weeks Aron hasn't been to school. Emily texted him a few times, and all those times he never replied.

She's a little worried since he never missed any school days the whole year, and the only thing they got from the teachers and subs is that he's out for a family emergency.

"Hey where you going?" Tina calls from the couch as Emily makes her way to the front door.

"Just on a walk for some air." "Oh want me to come?" "Nope it's fine." Emily smiles.

Emily gets a cab to the bar she had ran to after the whole thing with Henry at the party.

In hope of finding Aron there. She remembered that he lived close to the bar.

"Hey do you remember me?" Emily ask the bartender who served her at her last visit.

"I think.. why?" "Well I'm kind of looking for the guy who took me from here. He's kind of MIA right now and it's not like him. I just want to make sure he's ok."

"Ohh your talking about Aron?" "Yeah him." "Yeah I see him almost everyday."

"Was he here today?" "No he's usually here around like 8."

Emily frowns and looks at the time on her phone. It was only 5:07.

"Do you want me to let him know you were looking for him?" "No it's fine I'll just go see if he's at home."

"Ok. What's your name?" "Emily." "Oh ok, my names Randy. Me and Aron go way back. And if I'm being honest with you I'm kind of worried."

Emily looks at him confused. "Why what's wrong?" "I don't know, he drinks more then usual now, and when he comes up here he gets so drunk that sometimes I have to order him a cab, it's just he hasn't really been his self."

"I'll go talk to him.. see you around Randy."

She makes her way down the street. A few turns later and she's there.

It looks bigger then how she remembered, and the yard is beautiful.

"There's no way he likes to plant.." Emily says to herself as she walks to the front door.

She knocks. "Mr. Heins you in there?" Emily hears a little noise from inside but still no answer.

She turns the knob, and thankfully it was unlocked.

"I'm coming in.." His house was dark. All the shades were closed and all the lights were off.

There were a few beer bottles on his kitchen island, and a few more on the table next to his couch.

"Mr. Heins?" She makes her way upstairs.

She heard the sink running in his room bathroom, so she goes in and knocks on the door.

"Mr. Heins?" The water stops, and the door opens.

"Emily? What are you doing here?" He wipes his face off with his towel.