"Seven minutes in heaven. You and Charlotte," he said glaring.
"Oh come on, don't be such a child," Olivia complained. "Whatever, cmon."
She grabbed me by the hand into the tiny spaced closet and shut the door.
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After Brett finally managed to meet up with us, we split up to find Olivia. I decided to tag along with Henry, despite Brett's inviting attempts to get me to ride with him.
"So... you and Olivia?" Henry asked, breaking the silence in the car. I was too focused on worrying about Olivia's whereabouts to even acknowledge his question. Besides, we'd already been through this conversation multiple times. He knew the answer.
"Can we talk about this later, Hen?" I said, using the nickname he despised. He nodded anyways, understanding that my focus was elsewhere.
I turned my head towards the window for the rest of the ride, watching the sky get darker by the minute while a few raindrops accompanied us. I hated the rain.
Jayden and Harmony searched around the school while Brett went back to Olivia's house to double-check.
"Just stay there in case she goes back home," I said over the phone. I continued to call Olivia a few more times, still receiving no answer.
"You don't think she's hurt, do you? Or worse..." I asked Henry suddenly, my voice trembling.
"She's fine, Charlotte. Everything's gonna be fine," He said as he squeezed my hand for support. After nearly thirty minutes, everyone headed back to Olivia's house empty-handed.
"We should call Logan," I suggested to Henry as we made our way to Olivia's house.
"Charlotte, I think we should call the police," Henry said calmly. Ironically, Henry was always right about everything. But this time I didn't want him to be, but it was too late.
"Turn around. Turn around!" I shouted suddenly, causing Henry to jerk the wheel into an illegal U-turn. I immediately jumped out the car as he slowed down in the middle of the road, following the lights that had captured my attention.
"No," I muttered under my breath.
"CHARLOTTE, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" I heard Henry shout from the car after I jumped out while he was still in drive.
I began climbing up the miniature hill that divided the road from an empty field, catching a closer look at the flashing red and blue lights.
"No," I said again as I recognized one of the cars in the accident. It was Chase's car. I instantly threw my hand over my mouth, still in shock of the car and truck in front of me. Both of the cars had shattered windows, and Chase's car was flipped.
