The missing.

Chapter 8

"You ready?" Harold yelled from downstairs.

"Yea" I yelled back. I can't believe Harold agreed to visiting his uncle, I mean what was his uncle going to say about it.

I left my room and walked down the stairs, it felt weird leaving the mansion for the first time since I've been here.

" you're beautiful" Harold innturupted my thoughts.

"Uh, thanks" wow, Harold just called me beautiful, maybe he wasn't such a dick after all, maybe it was just an act.

I closed the mansion door behind me and walked down the stairs. The cold air felt good against my skin, the wind blew my hair back exposing my moms earrings I decided to wear.

Harold opened the door of his car and I got in, his car even smelt amazing. He hopped in the car and he sped out of the driveway. He opened the roof window and turned on the radio, girl on fire came on.

I started to hum the song then Harold just started singing not even caring about me there, he looked at me and smiled and continued to yell the song.

" that's girl is on fireeeeee"

I laughed at how he yelled it then joined in with him, he reached over and took my hand and we sang the song the whole drive to his uncles, gosh he was such an amazing boy.

We pulled in the driveway of his uncles and he let go of my hand, turned off the radio and his face went expressionless. We sat there for awhile and I couldn't wait any longer on him.

I got out of the car and started walking to the door, I could hear the tv inside, Harold was right behind me as soon as I knocked on the door.

Harold's uncle opened the door and his face spread a wide smile.

"Harold, I haven't seen you in awhile, where have you been boy"

He just looked at his uncle and walked in, we both sat on the couch as I examined the room, there wasn't much there besides an old tv, the couch and a mini refrigerator full of beer. I got up off the couch and made my way to the bathroom to see if I could find anything interesting.

I closed the bathroom door behind me and locked it, I rummaged around the bathroom looking for some evidence but all I found was an old razor and a bar of soap, nothing Interesting. That is until I heard Harold and his uncle over talking..

"She knows to much, I have to get rid of her"

What was Harold talking about? Get rid of who? Was he talking about me.. Was this all an act so Harold can get rid of me?

I opened the bathroom door, and started to walk out the front door until someone grabbed my wrist. I turned around, Harold..

" we can leave now" I'm mumbled.

" not quite yet, were not done here"

He hauled me in locking the front door and pushing me on the couch, his uncle and Harold both had me scared.. What have I got myself into..

Authors note; uh.. Oh.. What's going to happen to Kate, what kind of murder mystery have she got herself into..? VOTE VOTE VOTE:) please, I'll love you for it, xox!