One part of an equation: Book 1. (A fourx fan fiction)

Chapter 11: Asymptotic pt. 2

Four's POV:

I woke up the next day, I felt cold droplets fall onto my sleeping body on the park bench. I get up and stretch. I shiver. My body was covered in goosebumps. My hoodie was still on, nonetheless I was still covered in water from the rain. I smoothed my hair and start walking out of the ghost town. Whenever I was here, a cold chill ran up my spine. I always wondered if my parents were even alive, I always assumed they were. I look in a shop. Nobody even entered this town. I smash open the window. I look around. I pick up a newspaper that was made just after the shooting. Right before the evacuation. I flick through it, I get to the obituary. My eyes dart from person to person until I see them. Eleven and Ten. My parents, they had been shot and killed whilst leaving. I couldn't help but chuckle. They deserved it...

X's POV:

My house was near the ghost town, as a matter of fact, it was the next town over. I often went there. At this point it was summer holidays. It had started yesterday fortunately, I got up and put some warm clothes on. I go outside and grab my small yellow bike. I start riding to the ghost town. When I get there I hear a loud smash followed by a crash, I let out a yelp. I set my bike down. I walk towards the area the sound came from. I saw a shop with a broken window...

No one's POV:

Four heard a bike fall down and footsteps. He shoved the newspaper back and hid in one of the shops aisles. X opened the door, entering the shop. He looked around "Hello! Is anyone here?" He sounded scared. Four felt a pant of guilt. He swallowed hard but stayed hidden. He ducked into one of the closets. X somehow didn't notice this. He kept walking around. He walked past the closet and noticed the disturbed dust on the floor. "I know you're in there." X said softly. Four gulped. The door creaked open...

Leaving you on a cliffhanger!