Chapter 5 // Pinpoint.

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   I shot up in my bed.  KEVIN. It was Kevin's handwriting.

   My mind was locked on that note all this time, eating away at my insides. The fact I couldn't put my finger on exactly who's handwriting it was, was enough to make me go absolutely insane. But I finally pinpointed it.

    That only led my curiousity further. Next question that ran through my mind: Why in bloody hell why he was writing such things to my sister? Did they have something going on behind my back? I glanced to the clock on the nightstand next to my bed. 3:12. Anger waved throughout my body, but I still refused to believe my theory. Maybe I read the note wrong? Maybe it wasn't Kevin's handwriting?

   

     Or maybe I was just overlooking the obvious for sanity's sake.

     

      I furiously but quietly throw my covers off of me & swing my legs over the edge of the bed, being careful not to wake Val. I opened my bedroom door with ease & tiptoed down the hallway to my sister's room. I had to have another look. Just to prove my suspicion wrong.. but something told me I was most definitely not wrong.

        As expected, when me & Valentina got home from shopping earlier, Paulina was home. To my luck, her door was already cracked open a little. I pushed the door just a bit more, & squeezed through. Paulina started to shift in her bed which made me stop in my tracks. Soon enough she started to snore, & I continued on with my mission. Pushing open her closet as quiet as possible, I find the box with the note contained inside. Quickly grabbing the note, I dashed out of Paulina's room. Without a doubt, I'm going to figure out what's going on with this damned piece of paper.

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Hey guys! So I'm back, FINALLY! I write 2 chapters each day so look out for those! I know this chapter was quite short but they'll longer as we go.

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