The third note was in his room upstairs. You pick it up.
Dear Jacob,
So my girlfriend just broke up with me...to be honest I don't feel anything...at all. I love her and all but it's like all those sexual feelings went away. This high school drama shit is too confusing. I think I'll just go to our hideout. You know, the lake. I know you hate being called Jacob and all but there is no way in hell I'm calling you Jake.
You roll your eyes and take a moment on his bed to think. This is real. Damn.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Jacob
RomanceYou come home from a vacation with your wife. Your wife is held up at the airport so you pay your little brother a visit. When you get to his house, his house is empty. All you have is a note. You have to find out where he went. Is he safe?
