hands tied-Discontinued

~~three~~

Just to warn anyone who's reading this, it's not going to be that long.

 

       Wyatt Matter's POV

I opened the door to my house and walked over to the fridge.  After popping in some tostinos in the microwave I noticed something.  It was now 11:30 in the morning.  Danielle, Lilith, and Iris would be awake and watching Tom and Jerry, sitting on the overly plush couch. 

Without another thought I sprinted up the white, carpeted stairs and searched every room.  Where were they?  I ended up calling Iris's Parents and asking if the girls were there.  They weren't.  Then I called Danielle's Parents.  After only hearing disapointment I called Sarah, Danielle's sister. 

"Hello?"  She chirped.

"Have you seen the girls?"  I asked immeadiately.

"Wyatt?" 

"Yes.  Have you seen the girls?"

"Uh, No I thought they were over there." 

"They should be, but I can't find them anywhere!" 

She paused awhile before answering, "You checked everywhere?" 

"Yes."  I sighed in frustration. 

Another pause, "Ok.  I'm coming over." 

And with that she hung up.

If anything happened to them, to the sweet, loving, defenseless Lilith, I would find the person and make sure they felt sorry.

                     

                 Sarah Forrester's POV

Wyatt and I checked over the whole and no sign of the unseparable trio.  They wouldn't just disappear would they?  Wyatt's fingers were twitching on the side of my old station wagon.  His dark eyebrows were pointed down and he had what looked like a permanent scowl. 

I tugged at my ponytail nervously.  While he kept fumbling with his black jacket. 

I knew Wyatt since 4th grade.  After Danielle became friends with Iris and Lilith.  And I have to admit whenever would come to pick up Danielle with Lilith I would always find away to get seen.  He was about a year and half older than me.  So I was a freshman going into sopomore year.  I'm older now and not to boy obsessed.  I got over him and we became friends. 

"Well the last place to check is Dairy Queen and I don't believe they'd go there."   Wyatt said doubtfully. 

He always acted this way.  Why couldn't he think on the bright side once in a while?  When I was about to point this out to him my phone buzzed.  I glanced down at the screen.

And then in one fast motion I pulled the car over causing Wyatt to yell.  He fixed his blue eyes on me and frowned, clearly agitated. 

"It's Danielle!"  I squealed. 

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