A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt

Chapter twenty four

*jaspers prospective*

I turned the car around and tears threatened to fall out. I can't lose her. I headed for the police station. Then I thought. My dad's a police officer I'll just send the recording to him and have him track it. Then I'll keep following to clarkston. I texted my dad.

Me: dad I need your help

Dad: where are you?

Me: Lynn has Molly

Dad: how can I help?

Me: I'll send the recording track to you, I'm heading to clarkston so I'll be there later. Track it for me. Then tell me everything.

Dad: k

I copied the call and pasted it to my message to my dad and sent it. I threw my phone in the back of the car then I turned the car around. I sent a prayer up asking if I could get some help finding my princess.

I brushed a hand through my curly blonde hair. My heart started hurting.

A lot can happen in a weekend. I thought of her face. Her red hair gleaming with brown. Her green eyes that had a ring of yellow around the pupil, those black lashes that make the color in her eyes pop out, her delicate hands that those long nails always have a coat of black on. Her long narrow face, along with her button nose, she had one full lip and one narrow one. They were a plush pink. And whenever she blushed it would rise up on her pale as moon skin.

I sped up on the black asphalt, the yellow lines vanishing under my truck. I tried to clear my mind by putting on the news boys. My phone beeped and I looked at the adress my dad sent me.

:6624 chestnut drive clarkston Washington. It also showed up with Lynn's profile.

When I get my hands on him I'm going to kill him with my own hands. I smiled at the thought of having my princess back. I got a text and looked down to see who it was.

It was Katy. I just locked my phone and ignored her.