A Summer to Remember

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Justin's pov: I laid in bed for hours. HOURS. At 5am I finally fell asleep. It is so hard falling asleep in an empty bed. Knowing that yn is out there somewhere. They could be hurting her. She could be dead! No. Don't think like that justin.

When I woke the next morning I looked out the window to see a police car parked by my new SUV yn got me. How long has he been here?

I ran down the stairs and swung open the door to see a police officer walking up to me. "So you finally decide to come down." He said as he held his hands on his hips. "Wait, how long have you been here?" I asked, scratching the back of my head and rubbing my eyes. "20 minutes. I've knocked a couple times. You never answered." What time is it anyways? "Sorry." "It's fine mr. Bieber. Can I come in?" He asked me. "Yeah, yeah. Of course." I waved my hand to face towards the interior of my house. "Come in." The officer walked in and we sat at the table. The table where I last saw yn. "Want anything?" I asked him walking over to make myself some coffee. "Coffee! Please." "Coming right up." I made the coffee then finally sitting down to make some conversation with him. "I found some more information about the men who took her." He pulled out a folder with pictures in them. He pointed to one of them which was a picture of a man wearing a black beanie. He was brown hair and I long beard. "This is Charlie Grams. He is a sex offender in the area. His friend," he pointed to the other picture, "is Brian Holmes." Wait wait what? Sex offender? Did yn get raped? Oh my god. "Any idea where they could be heading?" I asked him. "No clue. There are searchers searching the woods area around where the van was found. We will find her. Don't worry kid." He patted my shoulder. "No. I will worry. That's my fucking fiancé! She is fucking pregnant for crying out loud! If anything happens to her I don't know what id do. She is my whole life. I live her!" He looked at me confused. "Wait? She's pregnant?" "YES!" I yelled back, slamming my hands on the table. "Oh geez. We better find her quick. I'm gonna go now and check on things. Just relax kid. I'll contact you if I figure anything out." He walked out and left. How does he expect me to relax?