LAST VACATION

chapter 12

Mark!!!!!!
You must come back at once. Look things are falling in place now......but am alone .You said Jenny's brothers graduation is in two days right? ..
See I told you not to go for this stuff. I don't know since when guys started following their GFs for such ceremonies.....your too high on this chick dude.
Well pls you need to come back. Take the first flight tomorrow and come home. I can't tell you why now. I don't want someone else to know the reason, but if your not a dump ass then you should know why. It has to do with Hanna and I believe your sisters life is better than your chicks bros graduation.
Just know I need you bro, we need to fight this together, pls come home.
Ps. The house seems empty for me now since even Hanna has gone on some trip she didn't even state were but says she'll be back in two days.

He hit the send button and felt better, a bit assured he'd have his mate back soon. What could he do, he needed someone by his side.
He couldn't tell anyone else, he didn't have more proof but he was sure mark will have his back. Mark will work with him just like any other good cousin will, afterall it had to do with his sister.
Everyone had seemed so relaxed but well it was time to shove some idiot into jail. He stood, looking out the window of his room waiting for his phone to buzz,he needed to hear marks response, but sure he was not explaining things over the phone, he needed him face to face. They needed a plan.

He walked back and sat on his bed with a bent head.
"Fuck!" He cursed.

He couldn't believe it, ok not that he couldn't but well. ....what would he do?.....he didn't even know what to think.
"So it's you!..." he said out loud.
Well it was time to face it, to face him, to let him know things were over with, the truth was out. It was time to face it.
He walked over to his bag. The bag he had used for the vacation. Putting his hand in a small part of the opening, he it held out, the chalk blue piece. That was it. He thought again....he hold it tight as if it was going to get snatched from him.

"Thank lords" he mumbled.
Remebring that day. The day he had ran in with the others and saw her, in the horrible state. It was on her forehead.
Dina and cara had cleared the room and mark was heading out to trash the stuffs,he took the piece from and told him some day it could be used as evidence, he didn't take the ropes because not only one brown could be found, but the piece of material, he was sure. Maybe the person still had the shirt or clothe, what ever they had tore it from.

"Yes....yes...yes!!!" He shouted lifting it in the air with his two hands like a trophy.

He walked out the room and headed towards his room. When he walked in earlier, he had just gotten into the shower. He had come to ask him for an evening hang out as his two buddies were out and he didn't have the energy yo drive none call out to a friend.not to talk of the annoying guards.
He had agreed and put off his system, walked over to his wardrobe to pick an out fit. He had just sat there on the bed and watched him through the mirrow as he made his choose for what to put on, but he made the mistake, he hung the shirt on a hanger just like the rest shirts in the wordrope and while going through, he had brought it out, to give it a look and he saw....the long rough tear on the shirt. The chalk blue shirt. He pretended not to look as he immediately put it back in its place.
He had told him, he would be back maybe by then he would be done and out of the shower.

He had left for there reasons...first. to text mark.
Second. To get over the shock.
Third. To get the torn piece. The missing puzzle on the shirt.

Daco knocked on the door and opened up just as the answer came.
He walked in slowly moved to the window and looked out.
He waited for him to get dressed.
"May I say.....this piece suits the missing puzzle on your shirt" he said as he looked out the window and held the piece in his hand up.
He turned slowly to look at stunt. His face offered no emotion, it was blank.
"You rapped Hanna didn't you" he asked slowly.