Chapter 3

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Fear can come in many ways. Fear to lose someone, fear to die, fear to lose yourself, and fearing other things as well. We all feel fear at least once in our life, and as your reading this, I am feeling fear as well, and so are you.

(Adams P.O.V)

The sun finally rose after a night of not being able to sleep. I got out of bed and I looked over to see Ty blankly staring at the wall.

"Ty, get up please" I said, crawling over to him and peering over his shoulder. He had black bags under his eyes and his eyes were lifeless but I bet I was the same way. His eyes slowly met mine and I felt a strike of pain in my heart. He's in so much emotional pain. I brought my hand up to his cheek and stroked it slowly with my thumb. "We will get her back, I promise. I also promise to protect you, I won't let you get hurt". Tears welled up in both our eyes and I brought my lips down to his in a passionate kiss. He kissed back and our tears fell. He pulled back slowly and sat up. I got out of bed and he followed me silently. I looked at the time and realized Mitch and Jerome should be up soon. Sooner than later is always better, right?

"I'm gonna go wake up merome" I said and Ty nodded, starting to make us breakfast and in a better mood. I made my way down the stairs, to the guest bedroom and I opened the door. No one was there... Maybe they left? No, they would never leave without telling us. Last time they did that we ended up bursting into their house, freaking the fuck out.

I looked around the room, checking under the bed and the closet. They were no where. I looked on top of the dresser for a note or something but saw nothing until something in the corner of the room caught my eye. I walked over to it to see two small plush figures of jerome and mitch, but there were holes in their hearts and fluff was all over the ground. A note rested gently above their heads and I read it. 'Three down, eight more to go'. My mouth fell open and again tears sprung to my eyes. Who could be doing this? I grabbed the note and rushed up the stairs, tears rushing down my face. I was panicked, scared, startled.

"T-ty" I said, out of breath from crying and running to the kitchen. He was cleaning up broken glass from a cup and liquid that had spilt on the floor. He looked at me, eyes surprised and he came over and hugged me.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"They... T-there gone." I sobbed and handed him the note. He let go of me for a quick second to read the note before hugging me tightly again.

"We need to see the guys. Hurry and eat" he said in a hushed tone. He was trying to stay strong, I could tell. I nodded slightly and went to my seat, eating as fast as I could through my tears. I didn't even have an appetite but I need the energy, and Ty was about to force feed me.

"Let's go" I whispered, slowly calming down. He nodded and got in the car, driving off to the first person we thought of.

Seto and Brice.

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