The missing.

Chapter 7

I sat on the bathroom floor, thinking about what Harold had said to me. Why would he say that? I was interrupted by my thoughts when Harold knocked on the door. I ignored it but he walked in anyways.

" listen Kate, I didn't mean that, sorry."

I just looked at him and stormed out of the bathroom. Why did he have to be such a dick? I hated him for saying what he did, but I knew I liked him too. The phone rang and it was the hospital.

They said my mom would be fine, but she would be in the hospital till Monday, just great. I'm stuck in this house alone for four days. I could hear Harold behind me.

" what do you want Harold?!" I screamed it at him.

"I overheard your phone call, I could stay here for a few days, if you want me too.."

He sounded nervous when he said that, I just nodded, he gave me this half smirk and went downstairs. I watched him sit down and turn back on the tv. I went into my room and pulled my wet hair into a ponytail and put on a pair of shorts and a tank top.

I went downstairs and sat on the couch next to Harold, his hair was so perfect and his face was just right. He looked over at me and I quickly turned my head so he wouldn't know I was staring.

" hey Kate, you want some popcorn"

" uh, sure"

He walked over to the kitchen and threw in a bag of popcorn and then came back over and sat close to me.

" mind telling me what happened earlier with the wall, what's with this house"

I just turned around and ignored him, this was my mystery not his and I wasn't going to let him take that away from me.

" please Kate, I could help you, me and you could work together"

I liked the sound of that so I turned to face him and told him about the box,the ghost and the note.

He just looked at me.

" get the box"

I didn't know why he wanted the box, but I didn't question him, just went upstairs and got it. He helped me carry the box down the stairs and we sat back down on the couch. He took out the picture frame of mrs.croc and that man, he stared at it for awhile.

" what is it?"

" Kate, that man.. Is my uncle."

I just looked at him, what? How could that be Harold's uncle. I mean I never even knew Harold had much relatives because he would always say it's just him and his mom.

" your uncle" I looked at him puzzled.

" yea, mrs.croc was supposed to get married to him, but he came home one night and he was drunk and he said that the wedding was called off, he said that she went away"

" do yous think your uncle.. Could have something do with this"

" I don't know, I haven't saw my uncle since that night"

I just sat there thinking.. What If Harold's uncle did kill mrs.croc. I looked over at Harold and saw tears, I moved over closer and hugged him, man he smelt amazing.

Guess it was time to pay a vist to Harold's uncle...

Authors note; sorry never wrote in awhile, things been happening, couldn't write! But hope you like it! Harold and Kate are now partners!:) but could Harold's uncle be the murdere? Who knows! Keep reading and don't forget to vote!!!!