Freak Show (Carnival Series book 1)

Chapter 12

Jc and I waited in Trevor's very large living room for Mrs.Moran to return. We were seated by one another on a brown suede  couch. Ahead of us was a large flat screen hanging above a large fire place. The fire place had a guard in  front of it, and leaning on the guard, was a small stack of book. Next to the fire place a small fern, with christmas lights on it. The lights were turned on, although it was no longer christmas. They probably just have them there for regular decor. The walls were covered with family pictures. I noticed one with a boy, probably 5 years older than Trevor. He must be his brother. Jc noticed me looking around.

"Pretty big house, huh?" He asks. I nod, and continue to look aorund. There were see through double doors, leading out to a marble balcony. How badly I wanted to go out there and see their yard. 

"Andraya, this is my husband. He and I would like to know what happened," Mrs.Moran says to me. "Why did Trevor run away?" I could feel my face getting red, remembering the events of yesterday. 

"Well," I start, not wanting to say what had happened. "We were at my house, and I was watching his channel. Then, Trevor.... kissed me, and  I told him I didn't want to date him..." My eyes were watering, making the room blurry. Mrs.Moran was nodding. "He ran off after that. I thought he was going home, but he wasn't, I guess." One tear slipped from my eye, but I wiped it away. Stop crying, Andraya. You've cried too much. I blink back the tears and try to clear my head. 

"He kissed you?" Mr. Moran asked me. I nodded, and looked up at him. He was smiling. I was seriously not expecting him to be smiling. Mrs. Moran shoved his shoulder. 

"This is serious. We need to find Trevor, who by the way, is currently missing." Mrs. Moran snapped at him

"I'm sorry, but the idea of Trevor finally kissing a girl makes me excited. Especially a pretty one." Mr. Moran said back. Mrs. Moran rolled her eyes. My face got hot from the subtle  compliment.

"The police won't look for him until he's been missing for a full 24 hour period, so we need to do a little bit of searching. Someone needs to stay here, in case he comes home." Mrs. Moran looked at me. "Do you think you and Jc could look on the east side of town?" I nod. "I'll call Connor and see if he and someone could go on the west side of town. I will stay here with my husband. God, I hope he comes home." Mrs. Moran started crying again, and her husband wrapped his arms around her. 

"Ready to go searching, partner?" Jc asks me, nudging my arm. I nod at him and stand up. I take one last look out the door, and I see a massive pool, with a waterfall. How much money does this family have? I follow Jc,trying not to gawk at the home. We walk out to the car, and I finally can breath. I thought Trevor's parents would hate me. But instead, they seem to understand. I thought it was going to be much worse than what it was. 

"So, since we're searching the west side of town, should we start at the park? Maybe he's hiding in the chalet," Jc says to me once I get settled in the car. I look at him and nod. Jc was clearly stressed out, worried about his friend. I felt bad for him, knowing what it feels like to worry about a friend. A while back, one of my friends ran away. She had been missing for three days, but then, she showed up at my house. She didn't want me to, but I called her parents who later came and picked her up. 

"I still somehow feel responsible. I never should've said no to him." Jc grabbed my hand.

"Stop it. It is not your fault. Do not blame yourself for Trevor's actions. You didn't want to date him, and it was only fair that you told him so. Now, stop it, and help me find my friend." Jc released my hand and turned on the car. I sat in shock, unable to peel my eyes off of Jc. The mini speech he just gave me left me stunned, and frozen in surprise. But it ignited hope, making me want to help more. When he called Trevor his friend, I felt obliged to help. In a moment, we were at the park. Jc pulled up by the park and shut the car off. I look out at the bridge, crossing over the river I had come to yeesterday. The same river from which I watched Trevor walk away. 

"This is where I saw him last," I say to Jc. Jc pursed his lips, and stepped out of the car. Jc began to walk down the hill towards the bridge, but when he noticed I was not following, he turned and motioned for me to follow. I unbuckled, and open the door ever. so. slowly. I was not ready to search for Trevor. I want to, but I'm not prepared. Jc waits for me to catch up, and wraps his arm around my shoulder when I do. 

"It'll be fine," he tells me. "We'll find him, and we'll all go home, relieved and happy." 

"I sure hope so," I say back. We walk down to the bridge, where I spot a boy who looked vaguely familiar, standing by the rail, looking out at the water. I break loose from Jc's arm, and run up to him. I stop behind his back, before trying to talk to him. I was almost certain it was Trevor. The boy's stance,  his hair, everything was the same.

"Trevor," I whisper. He turned around. His face was red, and his eyees were bloodshot. I ran up to him and threw my arms around him. I cried and cried on his shoulder, so relieved I had found him. He didn't hug me back, like I was expecting him to. He stood limp, underneath my touch. 

"Trevor?" I look at him, still hanging onto his arms. He stared me in the eye, his stare never  breaking away. "Trevor, why did you do this?" I heard Jc walking up to us. Jc stopped a few feet away, to let me talk to Trevor. Trevor doesn't say anything. I hug hum again, just to make sure he was actually there. 

"Don't ever run away again," I whispered. "I.... I love you, Trevor." Still, he didn't move. I look at him, my tears falling to the sidewalk. My hands slides down his arms to his hand. I squeeze it, but he does nothing. I fall to my knees in an emotional break down. 

"Yeah, we found him..." Jc was saying to someone on the phone. I still held on to Trevor's hand. 

"Say something! Anything! I'm sorry.." I shout at him. "I'm sorry..." I whisper. Jc takes my arm and pulls me up from the grorund. He pulls me away from the frozen Trevor. I scream in protest, but Jc just wraps both arms around me, shushing me, stroking my head softly. 

After what seemed like a millenium, I hear car doors slam and a group of people run up to Trevor. Trevor's mother was crying, and she hugged him as tight as a mother should. Connor, Kian, Sam, and Ricky all came up, and heaved a heavy sigh of relief all at the same time. Jc and I stood apart from the group, in the same position. Keep me up, Jc. Keep me from shattering into a million tinny pieces.