shaylees pov
i'm still uneasy about this whole situation. i really don't get it. i wish i knew.
i laid in my bed all day. i stared at my closet, strands of my dark brown hair falling on my face.
i live in my own house, it's been hard being away from my family but it felt as if it's been refreshing.
until ethan came in my life, he's made it more, interesting you could say.
i flip to the other side of my bed, grabbing ethans yellow blanket, snuggling it under my neck. i stare out my window, as the dark, gloomy weather blinds my room.
i notice a car pulling up, coming closer to my drive way. i sit up on my bed, moving closer to my window.
it's ethan. i watch as he stops the car, opening his door. i watch as he puts his hands in the pocket of his slacks, looking up at my window.
i send him a questioning look, as he tilts his head, directing me to come down.
i grab a large sweater from my closet, slipping it down my body.
i jog down my stairs, making my way to my front door.
i open it, revealing a worried ethan.
"what's up?" i question him, looking up at his chiseled features.
"gray is missing" he looks down at my hand, grabbing it as if he's in a rush.
i pull back, being hesitant about this.
i wish i knew what was going on.
"shay please" he loosens his grip on my hand, lighting rubbing his thumb against my fingers.
i look down at his hand, noticing his chain bracelets, shining from his wrist.
"fine" i look back up at him, i sigh of relief leaving his mouth.
he lightly puts his thumb under my chin, sending butterflies through my body.
"thank you" his voice is low, as he begins walking in front of me, leading me to follow him.
i hop in his jeep, the scent of mint filling his car.
"he went missing last night. he told me he'd be back but he hasn't been back since."
"do you know where he'd be?" a piece of my hair falls in my face, leading me to push it behind my ear.
he rubs his lips together, thinking to himself.
he suddenly looks at the steering wheel, swallowing a lump in his throat.
"what is it?" i question, watching as his jaw clenches.
nothing but the sound of the car screeching out of my driveway, with no answer.
"why do you always want me to accompany you on these journeys with you, if you never tell me what's going on? honestly at this point i deserve to know." i say with annoyance laced in my voice, leaving him stumped.
