The Aftermath - Outer Banks

The Doorbell - John B

I lay awake in the Chateau, staring at the ceiling. Sleep could not be my top priority at the moment. This was all because of my father. He has been away for over a week. Normally when he leaves it is just for a few days. I know that something has happened and I am dreading to find out.

At some point, I surprisingly managed to fall asleep last night. I rolled over in my bed towards the beat up alarm clock.
"Fuck, it's six A.M. I gotta get up and get to work."
I rolled out of bed with my outfit from a few days ago and started downstairs to grab the shit I would need for the day. I had ten minutes before I needed to leave, so I unplugged my phone. JJ, Kie, and Pope had each messaged me a shit ton of times, but I didn't have the time or care to answer at the moment.
Suddenly, there a was a huge bang on the door. "John B, it Sloupe and Peterkin. We need to talk to about something important."
I quickly slipped toward the back door where I would escape, but then I remembered my father. I needed to answer this for him. I need to know what happened.
"One sec."
I took a deep breath and walked to the door.
"John B, may we come in?" Sloupe asked.
"Sure, I guess." I led them to the couches.
"What is this all about? I haven't done anything."
Peterkin answered, "You're right. You have not. I am really sorry, John. Your father is missing and we believe him to have passed."
Sloupe and Peterkin looked to me for a response, but clearly my mind couldn't formulate a thought at the moment. I just sat there staring.
"We are going to find a suitable guardian for you in the meantime, John B. You can not stay here alone." Peterkin continued softly.
Sloupe added, "We must be going, Routledge, but the station has many resources if you need them. Please rely on your friends. You need someone."
Peterkin and Shoupe shuffled out of the Chateau, both very concerned about John B.
My mind was in autopilot. I had heard all that Peterkin and Shoupe said, but my brain could not process any of it. The only thing on my mind was escaping, so I grabbed my shoes and ran to the church, the place where no one bothered me.