8. Interruptions Always Kill

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~Shadow's POV~

I laid there in  the grass trying to think of places this boy could be in. Places where she could have taken him. I already finished crying. I'm just laying on the grass lifeless. A dead body. I don't have my will to move. Everything so just so perfect until this had to fucking happen. 

The more I thought about it, the more my anger grew. I stood up and stormed over to my car. Getting in and driving off. My foot was heavy on the gas but I didn't care. I had something to do and noting will stop me. I continued to think on where to look. I had no clue who that girl even was, ho can I find him having no information on anything to give me even the smallest lead on him. After more and more thinking, a picture of a house popped into my head. The other day, Mike and I was looking as some houses to move into. We looked at this one house that really had our attention. We both fell in love with it as soon we both looked at it. I wasn't that far away from it but it was going to take a but of time to get there.

I took all the back rode so I wouldn't be caught speeding at the miles I was going. It took me about 20 or 30 minutes for me to get there but when I did I wasn't slow at all. I ripped out the keys to the house and opened the door as fast as I could. I saw the girl that took Mike and I gave her a snarl. 

"Where is he?" I simply asked her. But she just gave me a satisfied and happy look then began to skip down to the basement. I moved quickly so I could follow her. Maybe she was leading me to him. Or she was leading me to my own death bed. Who would do such things like this. I don't understand it at all. I saw him and he was tied to what looked like an electric chair and he was struggling, trying to brake free. The girl put down the cloth around his head, covering his mouth so he couldn't talk.

"NO BABE PLEASE GET OUT OF HERE, SHE'S GUNNA-" He was interrupted by a sudden pain I felt i my back. I reached behind me but when I pulled my hand back, I saw red liquid, my eyes went wide and I soon fell knocked out. Making my last sight the love of my life

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