Clear Lake Academy holds the worst of the worst delinquents from around the country. Each and every student there holds a notorious background that led them there and almost everyone avoids them.
After setting the tenth building on fire, which just...
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T H I R D P O V
(Double update, make sure you read the chapter before)
"SOMEONE GET ME SOMETHING, ANYTHING!!" Will's shouts bounced around the entire station even from where he stood in the brightly lit front room. Officers watched with sorrow gazes as they listened to their boss's furious demands. "Five days?! Five bloody days and not a single thing?!" Will's voice was enraged however you could make out the tiredness behind each word.
A Middle Aged woman stepped forward, her red hair bouncing around her shoulders as she placed a comforting hand on Will's shoulder. This only made him tense but soon enough his eyes cleared from seeing red and he took several deep breaths.
"I'm sorry everyone." He signed and he looked away from all the pitiful looks. He just wanted his children back. He took a bleep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. "Okay, I need every single camera in the area and outside of our distric looked at. Every single seconds in the past week, I don't care how long it takes but I want every second to be analysed. I want officers stationed at each opening into the town and checking cars that come in or out. I want posters posted of each face and most important I wanted any suspects we have brought in-"
"But Will-" Claire interrupted from beside him but she was cut off.
"- a second time." He finished. "You may be excused." And everyone scattered.
No one stayed around to be on the other end of Will's distressed anger that almost made you cower in fear. Instead they resorted to watching him carefully from afar, pitying him.
Claire turned back to look at Will only to see he was gone and a closing door making its way shut. She simply slipped through the door before it could close, allowing it to softly shut behind her.
And what she saw inside made her heart shatter.
Will was standing, leaning on the wall, his arms up and covering his face as if to hide him and his tears from the world. His arms were clenched into such tight fists that there was no doubt that pain was flaring through them, and his forearms were bulging with veins from his tight grip. His hair was shaggy and rough and his collar was popped open a couple buttons as if he couldn't bear the heat of nervousness and anxiety.
Will simply twisted around upon the arrival of his worker, allowing his forehead to roll on the wall as he now faced the wall and his shoulders shook with sobs he couldn't help but let out.
Claire's heart flared with pain and she stepped forward until she was just beside him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder once more. "We will find them."
A sniffle made its way to her ears as she watched Will attempt to keep his composure. "Who knows what condition they are in? They could be hurting." Will's voice was broken as he spoke up and his forearms came to rest beside his face, on the wall.
