(A/N): Ok so I suck at updating, but I promise I'll try to update more in 2018! [also not proofread]
Heath's POV
Out of anger and frustration I threw my phone into my wall. Some of the paint of it chipped, showing white. I ran my fingers through my hair, sighing. I just don't get it, why does Jane need to stay with him. She shouldn't feel threatened by her own father. I would protect her, I always have- granted it is kind of my fault she got taken in the first place but that's besides the point.
Millions of thoughts and questions ambushed my brain- all wanting attention at once. But one was persistent, banging the walls of my head- demanding attention.
"What was I going to do next?"
I couldn't go to anyone with this, hell I couldn't even grasp the idea myself. I had to come up with a plan and come up with one fast.
Sighing with discontent, I walked over and picked my phone, which now boasted a shattered screen. Slowly, I ran my fingers over the spiderwebs of cracks, tracing the pattern of shattered glass. Turning it on, I sat back down onto my bed.
Opening the "Find My Friends"app again, I went over to Jane's profile. The words "Location not available" was displayed under her name.
However, this time the option to view her last known location was available. In a matter of seconds, Jane's previous location was displayed on the screen. It was fairly close to the coffee shop we went to before, "The Roasted Bean Cafe".
I smiled to myself. I have a plan.
I pulled off my pajamas and replaced them with a pair of ripped black jeans, a white v-neck, and a black bomber jacket. After pulling on my converse, I walked out my door, into the damp night.
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The gravel crunched under my feet as I walked, keeping my pace fairly moderate. The air blew gently through my hair, sending slight goosebumps down the sides of my face.
The doors to the hospital opened, as I walked toward them. My pace slowed as I entered the building. The hospital was desolate, and covered in blood stains. What the hell happened in here?
I walked towards the receptionist desk and dry blood everywhere, on the floor and over the computer. Wincing, I walked around the desk and into the corridor.
The lights were flickering, with moths and dust dancing around them. The floor was covered in a thin layer of dirt that feathered away with every step. As I turned the corner, the voices got closer.
I approached the room, the voices getting louder. I peered through the door way to see a girl with the bluest eyes talking to a man with short messy brown hair. They both turned to me, wearing equal expression of fear.
"W-who are you?" the girl asked me, her voice quivering with terror.
"My name is Heath, I was checking up on my friend when I saw this. What happened here?"
" I don't know I was visiting on my grandma when I saw him on the floor, barely alive" She pointed at the figure in the hospital bed.
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A Tale Dark and Grimm [ON HOLD]
AventurăJane and Heath are venturing in the dark forest. Just say that you shouldn't be afraid of the dark, you should be afraid of what lurks within. They meet new friends like Benjamin. There is death and sadness involved-and all for what the journey to f...