Derek
Three Days Later...
I walked through the front door, slamming it. I went into the kitchen, where the pack was. "Anything?" Lydia said, her eyeliner and mascara smeared from her tears. I shook my head, making her burst into sobs again. Isaac was holding Scott in his arms, Scotts face hidden in his boyfriends chest.
"I'll be in our room if you need me," I mumbled. I walked up to our room, but froze when I entered. Clothes, empty picture frames, duffle bags and our security box were all laying around the room. I ran over to the desk, where the security box laid. "Oh my god," I mumbled.
