I slowly open my eyes, the ringing of my phone fills my ears. I groan and drag my arm from under my body, searching the nightstand for my phone. "Hello?" I manage to choke into the phone.
"Ethan! Hey buddy!" I raise an eyebrow as I realize the high pitched voice belonged to Evan.
"Evan?" I sit up and stretch my arms, holding my phone by putting it between my shoulder blade and my ear.
"Haven't you wondered where I've been the last month?" I hear his voice trail off.
"Of course. Where have you been?" I ask standing up.
"Well..." His voice trails off again. "I've been in LA."
"Nice." I stop as I reach the door. "Why?"
"I got a call from a police department, they said they wanted my help." I wait for him to continue.
"For?"
"I um, Do you really want to know?"
"Yes." I say suddenly nervous.
"Well, it's about Abby..."
"Tell me." My sudden demand shocks him but he continues.
"She keeps calling the police department. She keeps telling them that if they don't find Mason she'll make them sorry for not listening to her." He says. "But, I think we have it under control now."
"Wait," I pause before opening the door. "Why LA?"
"The bitch tracked down his credit card. He bought a pack of cigarettes at a local gas station." He lets out a small chuckle.
"So," I say slurring the o. "What's he doing in LA?"
"Well, we don't know but we do know he's not there anymore. The strange thing is he left in a rush."
"And how do you know that?"
"We tracked down his credit card and found out he checked in at a hotel. We reached out to the manager and asked for permission to check out his room."
I wait for him to finish. "We found blood."
I immediately stop, staring down at the stairs. "Blood?"
"Yes. It was also fresh blood. Couldn't have been more than three hours old."
"Are you sure it was his blood?"
"No. We're not sure but something is obviously wrong."
"I gotta go." I immediately hang up and press myself against the wall behind me. Breathing is suddenly difficult.
"Something wrong?" I look up to see Carter looking at me, his mint dyed hair is a mess.
"Everything's fine." I say and push past him.
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Hazel
Romance'I understand why he hates his father. He's the man who pushed his wife against the living room walls. The man who shoved his own son in the closet for hours. The reason why Masons mother committed suicide.' ...
