"Ashton, can you come over." I say over the phone.
It's nearly 3 AM on a Saturday morning. I've been up all night looking for my brothers. I know that sounds creepy but ever since me and Ashton talked about my brothers, I got interested and turned on Detective Erin and found some clues.
"Why?" He groans.
I obviously woke him up but this is urgent. Well to me at least.
"Please," I whine. " I need your help."
"Ok, I'll see you soon." He mumbles, hanging up the phone.
I smile like an idiot before I go in the bathroom to spray some perfume on and make my hair look somewhat like a rat hasn't been living in it.
I had a decent outfit on because I haven't slept yet so I wanted to be in something I felt nice in and that looked ok.
As I clean up my room a little, I hear the door bell ring.
I run downstairs, jumping from the second to last step to the ground, sprinting to the front door.
"Hey, Ash," I say in between breath. I hate running.
"Ash," he smirks. "I like that coming from you."
"You need to follow me." I command, ignoring his words and skipping up the staircase.
"What is it that's so important at three in the morning?" He sits down next to me on the bed.
"Ever since we talked about my brother-"
"Did you go looking for them, Erin?" He interrupts me.
"I was thinking and when I think I just don't stop and so I got caught up on Twitter and go interested and was stalking my brothers."
"Do you know their names?" Ashton asks, looking at my laptop.
"One is named Ben and the other is Jack, I'm not sure the other one. He was younger than me and my mom always took him to motels when my mom and dad fought which was almost everyday." I talk quickly.
"Hold on," he stops me. "What are their names again?"
"Ben and Jack." I answered confusion filling my words.
"Erin," he gives me a warning glare.
"What? Ashton, you're scaring me."
"I know your brothers, Erin."
