Chapter twenty-one

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Hey guysssss so I decided that I was gonna put Fack in this story so you might see some in this chapter or in the next!!!!!!

Jaeden

The next morning Wyatt was no longer in bed with me. Good thing no one was here because it would've been hard to hide my disappointment.

My throat was dry and scratchy from crying and on the table beside his bed I found a note.

Jaeden, i'm gonna be gonna be gone for awhile. I made breakfast, it's in the fridge. Clean up your mess when you are done and yeah.....you are gonna stay in my apartment while I'm gone. I might be back in a week or two. Don't make a mess. Finn and Noah are gonna be checking up on you regularly.

- Wyatt

Now its REALLY gonna be hard to hide my disappointment. I stood up and stretched. My back popped and I cringed before making the bed and walking to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and inside was his food and a plate with my name on a sticky note. I took it out and put it in the microwave.

As it was heating up I turned on the TV that was connected to the fridge. It was built in to the door. It flashed before turning on and went straight to the news. "Jaeden Lieberher still missing." Sally Dickerson was saying. My eyes widened and I turned it up. "Really, it's been a couple days." Gabe Charles replied.

"Yup, Jaeden Wes Lieberher went missing not that long ago. School officials are saying he attended school the day he went missing. And get this, his close friend, Jack Dylan Grazer also went missing and haven't been found yet either. Coincidence?" She asked.

Gabe shook his head almost disappointingly. "I don't know, Sally, I don't know. We have words from Jaeden's girlfriend Lilia Buckingham and Jaeden's father Wesley Lieberher. Let's look at his girlfriend first. Mackenzie."

The screen changed setting to a new set up where Mackenzie Ziegler was. "Hello. Earlier today I got word from Lilia Buckingham after her boyfriend's strange disappearance. Let's roll the clip." The camera zoomed into the huge TV behind her and I saw Lilia. She was wearing ripped bell bottom jeans, a white crop top and one of my denim jackets that she probably got from my house or I left at hers.

The microwave beeped but I ignored it. "Lilia." I mumbled to myself. "So Lilia. How are you feeling?" Mackenzie asked her.

Lilia sighed, "With all honesty, I don't know. I miss Jaeden. I do. Like a lot. It's hard getting up and not seeing him at school. It's hard walking home alone without having him to walk with me and hold my hand." A tear rolled down her face and one rolled down mine too. "I don't know where he is. Cops keep coming to my house asking me questions as if I do. My friends try comforting me by saying he's okay and that I'll see him again. My dad says he probably ran away. But why would he? He's a good kid. Gets good grades super talented. Like, he just won a competition with a song he wrote on the piano. And he adores his dad. I know he does. He tells me all the time." She began to sob. "Please Jaeden. Please come home."


The camera zoomed back out, Lilia's crying face still in the background but paused. Mackenzie shook her head a frown on her face. She pressed her hand on her heart. "There was so much love in her words. It warms my heart, but then makes it hurt. There has been no sign of Jaeden in a long time. His whole school and family are worried sick. They say this isn't like him. Talking about his family. Here's a word from his dad."

My heart almost stopped when my dad appeared. He looked so sad. He had black bags under his eyes and he looked so bad.

"Mr, Lieberher can we get a word about your son's disappearance?" Mackenzie asked him shoving the microphone into his face. "I just want him home. It isn't the same. The house feels so lonely and lifeless without him or his music floating around the house. Its been so silent. No laughter. No nothing. Earlier this week I found his hoodie on the floor and caught myself yelling for him to come pick it up. But nothing happened. When I realized he was gone was that he didn't call during his free period. He always does. I'm gonna be completely honest, I'm involved with lots of gang activities and he knows that so he calls everyday to make sure I'm okay. That's just the boy he is. He never wants anything to do with it. All the people in it love him though. They love his calm, innocent nature, his instrumental talent, his wise and kind words and his humor."

He began to cry. "I already lost his mother, my wife, I can't lose him too. I just can't." His voice cracked he wiped his eyes and his face hardened. "I'm not gonna stop looking for him. If I find out someone took him, I ready to fight to get him back."

And just like that the camera shifted back to Mackenzie who was tearing up herself. "It's so sad to see his dad break down the way he did. It's so crazy how one person can be so loved. Well, that's all with me, Sally, Gabe."

The camera switched back to Sally and Gabe. "Wow, what a sad story to tell." Gabe said. "I know Gabe, I know." They both frowned at the camera. "After this short break, we'll introduce you to the dog that grew a mustache."

I turned the TV off and felt tears strolling down my face.

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