Chapter 6: 24 Hours

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*Authors note: the song has nothing to do with the chapter I just wanted you guys to listen to it😊*

Most people say kindness is a weakness, but I say the complete opposite. My kindness allows you to see the fun, carrying, second chance kinda person I am. Once you cross me my kindness is no longer in the picture. I have less that 24 hours to find out where they are keeping James. It's harder than it seems, Lolo has been on edge since Jessie went 'missing'.

"Mila what are we going to do?" Ally ask. She has also been on edge, fearing that someone will find out about Jessie.

I shrug my shoulders. "I think I have a plan, just play along." I say. She nods her head and we leave the room.

Everyone is sitting in the living room talking amongst themselves. I glance at Ally and she gives me a light smile. I make eye contact with Dinah and she gives me a frown.

"Lolo?" I make my way over to sit next to her.

"Yea?" She looks at me and I put on my best flirty smile.

"Wanna go for a walk?" I lean over a little to get closer to her. I see her checks start to turn pink.

"Umm. I don't know." She says looking down.

"Come on. We haven't had time to ourselves." I whisper. I rub my hand up her arm and give it a little squeeze.

"Okay sure." She looks at me and licks her lips. I smile and look at Ally.

"Ally I'm going out." Ally nods her head.

"Oh maybe Lolo can show you where they use to stay." She says. I mentally thank Ally for thinking so fast.

"Oh that would be great." I say. I grab Lolo's hand to help her up.

"Umm Halsey you're in charge until I get back. Continue thinking of places where they could have Jessie." Lolo says while we make our way out of the door.

I didn't wait for Halsey to answer before I pushed Lolo out the door.

"So how about you show me where you guys use to stay." I go straight to the point hoping she would agree.

"Maybe later. First I wanna talk and get to know you." I put on my best smile.

"What do you wanna know." I ask.

"How many relationships have you been in?" I roll my eyes.

"Not many. How bout you?" I ask, trying quickly to get this over with.

"Two." She grabs my hand and interlocks our hands. I want to let go but I have to play along if I want to get the information. "So what do you identify as?" She ask taking me out of my thoughts.

"I don't." I simply reply. I don't believe in labels. To me that's just a way for nosy people to know more about you. Plus they're not really important to me. I don't judge people based on their label. I love people for their heart, not their appearance.

"If you had to, what would you?" She questions again.

"Pansexual." My answer is short. I don't plan on explaining to her.

"Cool." She says.

"Now can you show me?" I ask. She looks at me and hesitatingly nodded. I smile.

"Why do you wanna know so bad?" She questions.

I clear my throat before I answer. "Curious."

"Mmhm." She replies.
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