Problems With Love

Chapter 43

Kristen's POV

"Well should we go try to find him?" Corey asks. I nod. "Then let's go!" Brandon says. We all go get in Brandon's car. "Ok so first we should probably go check the rink," I say. "Good idea," Corey says. We drive to the United Center and see its packed. "Looks like we're gonna have to sneak in the back way," Corey says. "You mean the player entrance?" I ask. "Yeah that," Corey laughs.

Ironically there's a security guard there but he recognizes us so he lets us in. We cut through the locker room and head down the hallway. "Well he's not at the rink since there's no rink right now," I laugh pointing to the basketball court where the Bulls and Heat are warming up. "I guess there's a Bull's game tonight," Corey says."No really? I never would've guessed" I say sarcastically. Corey shrugs and laughs. "Well could he be at the game?" Brandon asks when we get back to the locker room. "No he would've said something cuz we probably would've gone together," I say. "We could still look," Corey says. We check the whole UC and don't find him. "Ugh where could he be?" I groan as we get back to the locker room. "I don't know. Where else should we check?" Brandon asks. "I don't know but can we get food? I'm starving!" I say. "Sure where do you wanna go" Corey asks. "Wendy's?" I suggest. "Sounds goo to me," the guys said.

We get in the car and go to Wendy's. Brandon and I got spicy chicken sandwiches and Corey got a burger.

After we eat we try to think of other places Kris could be. "Well his favorite place in Chicago is the Bean, so we should check there," I suggest. "He goes there a lot to think." We run over to the Bean, but can't find him. At this point I have no idea where he could be. "I give up," I say. "Wanna go back to my place and watch a movie or something?" I ask. The boys agree. We drive back to my house in silence. I'm really worried about my brother. I have no idea what I would do without him.

When we walk in the house it's pitch black. I can a figure laying on the couch. I slowly walk over to the couch. Sure enough it's my brother. "Oh my God I hate you" I tell waking him up. He knew exactly what I was talking about thankfully I didn't have to explain. "Sorry I guess I should've told you that I was leaving"