RUNNING OUT OF TIME

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JJ project -Coming home
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Jayke packed his things to head home. He got in his car before hitting his hand on the steering wheel harshly.
He groan and started driving home and felt weird. He just didn't get it and the air was more somber than most days. He didn't have the familiar face he knew to look at and on top of that the reason he couldn't see her was because she was missing. He hoped and hoped harder that it was just some sick joke and that Oya was just not feeling her hometown for a while and decided to jump city but, that would make him feel like utter shit.

He thought they had something going, he thought that they were cute and had something to start fighting for but if Oya could so easily leave like so maybe, he was wrong.

Maybe, she was playing him and she knew what she was doing. From his text he demanded and explanation but in his heart he just wanted to know that she was okay.

He arrived home his thoughts running wild. He entered his house and was greeted by the maid.

"JAYKE! SHOES!"

Yup, best way to be greeted in this house.

He took them off and hugged his duffle bag and mad who's way to his grey toned room.

It looked futuristic yet stail. They dark wood emitted a smell of old oak which he adored. It almost smelled like him cologne with a tint of musk.

He threw himself on his bed and closed his eyes.

Later his phone rang jolting him out of his slumber.

Shit it's her mom

"Hello?" He answered quietly.

"Hi, Jayke right? I'm sorry to ask but the cops want to question you at the main station just to know her whereabouts. I'm sorry I'm advance but may I speak to your parents?" His mind went to alert.

It's he had no idea where she was, he was already craving her presence but now he was to tell the cops about them and third... his parents.

The strict parents that never wanted anything to do with cops if it didn't mean rising their reputation. This would mean bad news to them.

"I'm not sure my parents want to get involved." He said not wanting to bring them in the mess he could have possibly been part of.

"Well I think it's safer for you to have a parent at the station, some sort of authority."

"I'll be my own authority if it mean helping you find Oya, I have nothing to hide." He said confidently.

On the other side of the phone Oya's Mother felt proud he seemed reasonably good.

"Okay, I trust you."

He got up and closed the phone making his way to the station. His hands were sweaty almost like cold sweats he made his way in and watched the cops. He walked to the first desk he saw. "Hi I was called in for questioning.

The women nodded and scrabbled on her computer. He felt a panic attack coming something he hadn't had in a long time. The phones were ringing, typing, the bright led lights fluttered through this pupils.

"Excuse me." He snapped out of his trance.

"You can take a seat there the dispatch officers will come and get you in a bit." She directed him with her pen through the glass.

He went and sat on the chair and the end away from everyone and stated shaking his foot.

"Jayke..." he shook his head and replaced what he was hearing with his coache' voice.