Lost

Chapter One

"Babe!" I heard my boyfriend, Colin, call in a frustrated tone. I walk down the stairs of our two-story apartment. "Yes?" I ask. "Did you let Duke out?" He questioned, motioning to the mess of dog food in the kitchen. "No," I say, "I didn't. You left him out this morning when you left for work." "I could've sworn that I put him up though..." "You didn't. Maybe you did yesterday, but not today." Duke was our one year old half wolf, half husky mix dog. "Why did we even have to get this dog?" Colin said frustratedly, cleaning the mess as Duke slept on the living room floor. "Because you didn't want me being home alone so you wants to get a 'guard dog.'" I answered. Colin mumbled something under his breath. "Watch it, or else you'll be the one sleeping in the kennel." I teased.

I went back upstairs to my room and opened my laptop. Colin and I don't share a room, partly because of my dad, and also because we aren't married. I checked Twitter and my e-mail. There was nothing there but spam and a few mentions from fans. Oh yeah. I haven't introduced myself, I'm Kaylee Jaxton. Professional Singer/Song writer and I also run my own YouTube channel. I'm 19 and I live in Connecticut with my boyfriend, and our dog.

A few hours later Colin texts me. "I'll be back by 11." "Okay.." I text back, knowing that he's probably going to go buy some whore since I wont do anything like that until marriage. I take off my sweats and put on black skinny jeans along with my grey combat boots and decide to keep my grey ARMY t-shirt on.

As soon as his head lights turn the corner I rush down stairs and grab my keys. "Now's the time." I've been planning this for months. I check my white backpack to see if everything's still there. "Keys...check. Wallet....check. Emergency tampons...check. Laptop...check. Book...check. Map...check. Charger and phone...double check. Food...check. Wait...Duke." I sprint inside of the house and grab the navy blue leash and clip it on Due. "C'mon boy. Let's go for a ride." I say and he happily runs after me.

My suit case is in the back of the 1967 sky blue Chevy truck along with Dukes crate. I load Duke up in the back seat and hall ass down the street of our perfect neighborhood. It was almost too perfect...