"So you're saying...in a dream...he told you he was locked in a basement in the city?"
"Yes!" I yelled frantically. "Now please! You have to find him." The cop looked at me like I was insane. After I woke up from the dream, I had Wade drive me to the police station right away. But this woman just couldn't seem to wrap her head around the fact that this was SERIOUS. She slowly lowered her clipboard.
"Alright sir. Let's say he really did tell you this. First, we have no idea which basement and this city is huge. Second, we can't just go off a dream." I bit my trembling lip, holding back every curse word and awful name that came to mind.
"You have to at least try! He's my damn boyfriend you fu-" I was pulled back by Wade, who gave me a death glare.
"Sir, I understand that you are upset. But we are trying."
"YOU AREN'T TRYING AT ALL!" I yelled, capturing the attention of the other officers around us. The woman blushed. "ALL YOU'VE TOLD ME IS THAT HIS MOTHER CAME DOWN HERE BEFORE HE WENT MISSING, AND NOTHING ELSE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING BACK THERE?! DRINKING YOUR DAMN COFFEE AND CHECKING EMAILS?!" I hissed when my arms were grabbed my two officers, who were dragging me away. "WHERE THE HELL IS MY BOYFRIEND?!" They then threw me out, Wade following. "Fuck you!" I spat on the concrete and stood up. "Let's go." Wade and I got into the car silently. We drove home, me holding back my tears. When we got home, we were greeted by an energetic Bob.
"Guys! I searched Signe's room."
"Good for you," I grumbled, walking towards my room.
"Mark! Wait! I found something." I stopped walking, a hush falling in the room. I swiftly turned around and saw that Bob was holding piece of paper. I jogged over, grabbing the paper.
∂єαя мѕ. м¢ℓσυgнℓιη,
ι нανє ѕυ¢¢єѕѕƒυℓℓу мα∂є ιт ιηтσ тнє нσυѕє. тнє вσуѕ ∂ση'т ℓιкє мє тнαт мυ¢н, вυт тнαт'ѕ ƒιηє. ι נυѕт ηєє∂ тσ ρℓαу ѕтυρι∂ ƒσя α ƒєω ∂αуѕ. ι ¢нє¢кє∂ тнє вαѕємєηт σƒ тнє нσтєℓ яσσм уσυ ωιℓℓ вє ѕтαуιηg αт. ιт'ѕ ¢ℓєαя, ωє ¢αη кєєρ ѕєαη тнєяє υηтιℓ тнє ρℓαηє ¢σмєѕ. ι ℓσσк ƒσяωαя∂ тσ ѕєєιηg уσυ αη∂ gσιηg вα¢к тσ ιяєℓαη∂, ℓα ѕυ¢кѕ αѕѕ. ѕσ ∂αмη тяαѕну. вυт ι αℓѕσ яєgяєт ιηƒσямιηg уσυ тнαт ωє мαу нανє α ρяσвℓєм ωιтн σηє σƒ нιѕ яσσммαтєѕ. ωєℓℓ, нιѕ "вσуƒяιєη∂". ωαу тσσ ¢ℓιηgу. нє мιgнт вє αη ιѕѕυє. вυт ι кησω уσυ ωιℓℓ тαкє ¢αяє σƒ нιм.
-ѕιgηє
My blood practically boiled. "Lets go."
"But what about the pol-"
"NOW."
ESTÁS LEYENDO
A Stupid Stupid Ex ~ Septiplier : BOOK 2 STUPID STUPID SERIES
FanficEight weeks of waiting. Eight weeks of terror. Jack has relaxed a lot, but Mark is still of high alert. "Babe, it's okay! They aren't tearing me away from you again." "But you don't know that, Jack. And I have a bad feeling..." T...
