Chapter One

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Alex Standall was sitting on his couch watching tv, he wasn't paying much attention to it until an alarm sound went off. Confused, he looked up to see the words ‘Breaking News’ scrawled on the screen in bold lettering. A woman came on and started talking, “teenagers Montgomery de la Cruz and Justin Foley have been reported missing. Family and friends say they haven't heard from the boys since Friday.”

Alex stared at the screen, a picture of Justin and Monty was on display. He couldn't believe it, it was Wednesday, they had been missing for almost a week? How had he not known?

He checked his phone to see that the last text he had from Justin was, in fact, from Friday. He knew that was out of character for the boy but he just thought he was busy, not that he had gone missing. He decided to text Justin, just to be sure that this was real.

Compose message:

To: Justin

They said you were missing, are you?

He knew the message sounded stupid, but he didn't want to believe that Justin was missing. Missing could mean anything, they left, they were taken; Alex definitely didn't want to think about the last one but if that were the case, why would someone take those two?

He put his phone down and ran a hand through his grown out hair and sighed, “fuck, please be okay.”

He checked the time ‘11:47.’ He realized he should go to bed, he had to be at the hospital in the morning. He turned off everything in the living room she headed to his room. When he got there he flopped onto his bed, marking the beginning of another sleepless night.

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He was jittery. He wasn't sure if it was all the coffee, or his anxiety. Justin hadn't texted him back which only helped confirm his worries, that the news was right. He walked down the long hallway, a cup of coffee in hand. He hoped this wasn't a bad idea. Hannah had woke from a coma a few weeks prior and he had come to visit her already, apologizing for everything he did, even though he knows apologies don't fix everything. He was told that Jess had done the same days before him and they decided to attempt the friendship between the three again. That's what lead him to being here and he hoped it would work because he missed the girls. He turned the corner and stopped in front of the door, he could hear two girls laughing, easily identifiable as Hannah and Jess, meaning he was the last one there. He was nervous, he wanted this friendship to work and he knew he was the reason it failed but dammit he wanted it back. He sucked in a breath and knocked lightly on the door before opening it and stepping in.  It was awkward, he felt as though he shouldn't be there.

“Umm… Hey?” He said, sounding more like a question than a greeting.

“Male!” Hannah said with a smile.

All tension seemed to lift and they all smiled and pretended they weren't where they were. They sat together and talked about everything and nothing all at once.

It had been a few hours when Alex decided to tell them what was on his mind, “so you both know that I'm bi, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Affirmative.”

“Well… I have a boyfriend and,” he took a breath, “don't be mad please, but both of you have dated him.”

“Justin? Really?” Jess said.

“I thought he was straight,” Hannah said, no judgment in sight, only curiosity.

“I did too until he kissed me,” Alex said with a smile.

“Aww.”

“Be careful, don't let yourself get hurt.”

“Yeah, not sure if that'll happen though. Did either of you hear what they said on the news last night?”

“The news? What are you my grandma?” Jess joked.

“Ha ha,” he mocked. “A breaking news story took over what I was watching. It said that two teenagers from here have been missing since Friday.”

“Who?” They asked.

“Justin and Montgomery.”

“Oh shit.”

“Yeah, my dad said he'd tell me if they found anything,” he said sadly.

“They'll find them, I hope,” Jess said, Hannah agreeing.

“Hopefully soon.”

“Hopefully,” the girls agreed with him.

A nurse soon walked in, telling them it was time to leave. They all hugged and made plans to do the same thing every other day before heading separate ways.

Alex spent the rest of that day in his room, looking at pictures of Justin and reading through their texts, hoping he would be okay.

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