Chapter 22

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Carson

I walk.

And walk.

And walk.

I walk until my legs tremble, my feet ache, my thoughts are cloudy, and my face is tear stained.

As I'm walking up the dirt road back the house, a car pulls up, and inside is Calum.

"Get in." He says.

"Why?" I ask, my voice raspy.

"Get in!" He growls, and I hop in without arguing.

He drives back to the house, where Michael, Anna, Sam, and Ashton wrap me in a hug.

"Are you okay?" Anna asks, alarmed.

"Are you hurt?" Michael exclaimed, making sure I wasn't.

I let out a small laugh that quickly turned into a raspy cough.

"Do you need water?" Sam asked, a sympathetic look on her face and in her tone.

I gave her a slight nod, and she scurried off to to get.

The others, except Ashton, when back to there business.

"Why would you do something so stupid?!?" He asks, eyes serious for once.

I didn't reply.

"Was it what I said? Gosh Carson, I was angry. I didn't mean it!"

"Whatever Aston." I spat, making his face fall. "Where's Luke? Is he back yet?"

"He isn't in his room?" He asks, confused.

"No!" I shout, automatically frantic. "He hasn't been back all day!"

Ashton's eyes widened. "Let's find him."

"Guys!" I shout, grabbing the others attention. "Let's spilt up and find Luke!"

"Again?" I hear Michael groan. I shoot him a glare, grab a flashlight and Ashton's

hand, and take off towards the road.

Please let him be okay.

Please let Luke be okay.

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