Missing Love

Too Far

-Caleb's POV-
That's it! I was done with this anonymous person! Also with Toby and his slutty girlfriend making out in bed, in the bathroom, in the small living area, in the kitchen, on the balcony, and I could go on. I honestly wish at some point, while they're out on the balcony that... "Hey man! What's up? Zeba just left." He winked, even though I was angry, I decided to let it slide by. "Well, I got a threat message from some anonymous person and it's got me super pissed. They said that they would kill me if I went to Oakville but I'm still going to see Katrina, no matter what." If he believes it or not, I'm actually not a player like him. "Dude! That's so effing dangerous! Have a nice life, or what may be left of it." With that, Toby left the room and went in the hallway to make out with some other chick. After packing my bags, I went to the office to get permission for a personal week.

-Katrina's POV-
Wait, I'm bisexual? I can't be, my mom would've told me, or at least the hospital records, right? Suddenly, my phone beeped again...
"In a little shock? I bet you never knew about the fact you were bisexual! Too bad everyone will know if you don't get out of my way. Nice top by the way... I'm watching you."
Okay this was going way too far! First they give me a threatening text or two now they're watching me? This is scary and I need to tell the police, maybe they can find the address. I dialed my mom's number as I paced around the hospital bedroom. She would be here soon, I hope. At last, she walked through the doors looking worried. "Katrina, the police... They've found an an address!" It seems as if the heavens have answered my prayers! With joy, I walked out into the hallway with my mother and we drove towards the police station and met an officer.
"Hello, my name is Veronica. As you are probably aware we have found the address that the anonymous texter is located. They're obviously a little dumb to have location services and bluetooth on when they're trying to be anonymous." We drove with Veronica and her GPS to where the anonymous texter was located. Unlikely, we were in a neighborhood for the rich. At last, we reached a mansion that was lined with fancy bushes! We walked up to the mansion door and rung the doorbell, someone who appeared to be a maid answered the door, "Hello, how may I help you officer?" The maid seemed dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on. "Excuse us, miss." Veronica said as pushing the maid beside and following her GPS, Veronica then went up the mansion stairs with my mom and I following not too far behind. We walked up to white double doors lined with gold and silver and knocked there until we heard an answer.

-Caleb's POV (an hour before Katrina got to the house)-
I put my things in my car and began to drive, then suddenly my phone beeped. I was itching to find out what it said , (phone addiction), but anonymous said I won't make it there alive. And guess what? I will end up dead if I start texting and driving, so I pulled over, and checked my phone.
"Well well well! Looks like someone is too worried about driving. Nice car by the way! I'm always a step ahead, and I'm always watching. -Anonymous" That's it! I shut off my phone, screw anonymous. I'm going to see Katrina, whether anonymous likes it or not! So I continued driving, I was hungry so I stopped at Dairy Queen, "Starburst freeze and a steak quesadilla please." I ordered. "That will be right out for you. $4.56 please." I paid for my food and sat down. Suddenly I looked around, this wasn't just any Dairy Queen. This was OAKVILLE Dairy Queen! I was so excited, one more step to mankind! I mean.. Katrina. Suddenly four sexy—I'm a guy don't judge—girls walked in. The girl wearing a sparkly jacket and purple skinny jeans smiled "Seeing Katrina was so fun!" My ears perked up. I walked over to them "I couldn't help but overhear... Katrina Woodson? I hope because then I'm just a creep." The girls giggled, "Yeah, Katrina Woodson! She's our bestie! We're getting her a—" "Steak quesadilla?" I guessed. "Yeah! How'd you know?" The girl wearing white skinny jeans and a kitten shirt asked me. "My names Caleb. I used to be Katrina's best friend, it's what she was addicted to before I moved." I said smiling. The girls giggled again, "Well, we have to go! I'm Serena (sparkly jacket, purple skinny jeans) that's Gracie (kitten shirt white skinny jeans) that's Sky, (Blue denim jeans, plain dark blue top) and that's Starr (Star shirt, mini shorts decorated with stars)." They were all incredibly cute, after our talk, all the girls got Katrina's food and exited the premises. I smiled, got my food and walked to my car. Suddenly I got a text:
"Looks like you met my main b*tches. Hint hint. I'm one of them. -Anonymous"
so Anonymous was either Gracie, Sky, Starr or Serena? Oh boy this will be great.

-Katrina's POV-
I wasn't hungry but I felt sick, I could feel my Dairy Queen going up my throat yelling "PUKE ALREADY BIOTCH!" Well I almost did. When the person answered the door. It was... a maid? "Hello! How are you today? Phoebe has gone on vacation. Is there something I can help you with?" WHO THE LUCY HALE WAS PHOEBE? Suddenly the GPS went crazy. "It's pointing towards the window!" Veronica said, we all ran to the window and saw—

-Caleb's POV-
I walked on to Katrina's front steps and knocked. Her father answered "Hi, who are you and why are you standing at my front doorstep?" "Mr. Woodson it's me! Caleb!" I said happily, "Oh my gosh, Caleb you have grown!" I smiled and nodded. "Well, I heard about Katrina's accident! Is she okay?"
Mr. Woodson nodded "Yes! She gets out of the hospital tomorrow but she's trying to find this anonymous person texting her phone." "Anonymous texted her too? He or she texted me!" I said. Speak of the devil my phone beeped. I read it out loud to Mr Woodson:
"Hello sweet Caleb. Stop trying to fix unfixable damage. I'm glad Katrina got hurt, now I can hurt you. But if you keep interfering you're going to have a lot more to worry about than who I am. Start off by thinking about how safe you and Katrina really are... Sweet dreams! -Anonymous"
I stared at my phone angrily. "Anonymous is going down. Whether he/she/it likes it or not." I said to myself.