Chapter Eight: What the Heck, Trish?

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Justin's P.O.V


Where was she? I leave her alone for 30 minutes and she leaves the hospital? What the heck? I should try to call her, even though I just called her 5 minutes ago. 'Hi, you've reached Trish, I'm not at the phone right no--' Great. Voicemail. Again. I walked outside and looked up at the nights sky and saw all the constellations I knew by heart. Orion, Canis Major, and, my favorite, Aquila. Aquila was my mothers name. Everyone used to make fun of her and said she name sounded like Tequila. I love thinking about my mother and the good times we had before she divorced my dad to go live with our neighbor. That's right, our neighbor. Just imagine going outside and seeing your mother make out with the man you've known since you were four. Looking around, I realized no one was going to help me find Trish, so I had to help myself. I decided to text her one last time 'Trish, if you get this, tell me where you are and I'll help you.' I decided against putting a heart emoji.

Text Conversation

Trish❤️: 'justin idk where i am but my phones dying so i cant text for long all i know is that im in a big building with tinted windows i think its a house

Justin😎☆: 'How did you get there?'

Trish❤️: 'oh yeh there was a white van with a black tarp so look for that'

Justin😎☆: 'Ok. I'll see you soon.'

Trish❤️: 'ok ttyl'

End of Text Conversation

Great! Now I know that my boo is not safe and her life is on the line. She was taken when she was outside of the hospital, so I guess that's where I'll head first.

*About 20 Minutes Later*

Good, I've made it to the hospital. Now, I have to figure out where she was when she was taken. I remember something about going out of a window, the side of the hospital? That's what she said, so I should go to her room. Walking inside the hospital, I went up to the nurse's station and saw someone who I did not want to see. My ex, Savannah. Being brave, I walked up to her and said, "Do you know where I could find Patricia Taylor's room?,"

Savannah looked me up and down before responding. She typed something into her computer. "She's not here anymore, but she was in room 254, right there," She said and then pointed to a room right across from the nurses station. "Uh, okay, thanks..," I said, awkwardly. She nodded as I walked over to room 254. I went inside and saw that the window was open. I walked over to the window and sat on the sill of the window. I carefully jumped out of the window and surprisingly landed on my feet. I walked over to the road and looked at the ground. There were fresh tire marks, which means a car would have had to been there about a few hours earlier. I saw more skid marks, making a path further down the length of the hospital. I followed the marks and it led to a dead end. Hmm, that doesn't make sense, this is just about 18 feet. I looked around on the ground and spotted a sewer drain. No, it couldn't be. Were they in the sewer? What if it was a fake drain lid?, I asked myself, intrigued. I bent down and set my satchel on the ground and lifted up the drain lid. It was surprisingly light. I looked down there and shrugged my shoulders, grabbed my bag and jumped down there. There was just a narrow hallway and a staircase. I went down the stairs. It was dark. Very dark. I used the flashlight on my phone to help me see a little more. I made sure I had no new messages from Trish. I set my phone and my bag down and decided to explore more around the sewer, so I decided to keep to the left. Left. Left. Left. Dead end. Back. Back. Back. Left. Left. Right. Ooh, I was getting somewhere. I now was in a hallway, so, I decided to go into one of the doors. I opened one of the doors, but it was just an empty room. I tried another one of the doors and it was locked. I decided to try one more door and then I'd leave. I opened a door and inside the room was a round table, like a meeting table. A few people were in the room. Big guys, like really big and bulky. They all turned their heads and looked at me. One of them who was guarding the door walked up to me and hit me on the head with a bat.


A/N: is my boi justin ok??? justin laboy hahahahaha lmao yes i am hilarious

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