This chapter is from Joey's Point Of View (POV)
I spent all night calling Leslie and she wouldn't pick up. I asked the rest of Pro's and her friends and they said they haven't heard from her.
I can't sleep at all, my mom has been asking why I was so anxious but I just told her it was because of a song, she wasn't buying it though. I've been in my room for just about the whole day. The Pro's we're trying to find out where she was but no luck. She wasn't home and her phone went straight to voicemail.
I can't sleep or eat. I think she's missing, they took her. The stalkers took her and I need to find her. It's up to me.
I called the police and they sent out a Amber Alerts and put some flyers around the east coast states and online.
It's almost 4 in the morning and I should try to go to bed. I blew the candles out and climbed into my bed.
End of POV
YOU ARE READING
No. 99 (Joey Bada$$)
FanfictionPower and violence are opposites; where the one rules absolutely, the other is absent. Violence appears where power is in jeopardy, but left to its own course it ends in power's disappearance ...
