Beautiful Minds (NG)

Chapter Thirty One

*EL'S POV*

I can't freaking believe it.

"Holy shit." Johnson says, taking it from me and looking at it.

"Give it back and stop acting like its a diamond." I roll my eyes, laughing out of nervousness.

"But to us, it is a diamond." Gilinsky says, pulling the rest of the stuff out.

Notes, all adressed to me from Nash. Maybe they are from Jasper, but it is still hope. Pictures of him, naked on the floor. His phone, which happens to have my fingerprint in it. And, last and certainly not least, a picture of a street sign. Since when is Jasper so artsy?(VOTE FOR CHAPTER)

"So, we call it a night and analyze these tomorrow?"

"No, you two call it a night and I keep Johnson up all night with a flashlight."

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"El just go to bed."

"I can't I'm so close!" I shuffle through the pile of letters, I've read all but two, and I have yet to open Nash's phone.

"Can I have that letter?" Johnson asks, slipping out of bed and sitting next to my pile.

"Yeah but I need it back." He opens the unopened letter, drawing his brows together.

"It's a phonenumber."

"What?"

"367-992-1627"

"Thats Jaspers number from highschool."

I take the letter and scan through it carefully. What harm could calling the number do, he already knows where I live. But it will tell him that I found the box, if he doesn't know already.

"Listen El, its 4 am and we haven't slept, lets just look up the streets on the map and mark it for tomorrow, and then go to bed."

"Ok." I shrug, finally giving in to sleep. We save the location on the map and while Johnson turns off the TV, I open the final letter.(VOTE FOR CHAPTER)

2 words.

2 words enclosed.

"the phone." I whisper, stuffing all but the phone back into the box.

I climb into bed, putting in my head phones and opening the phone. I look through all the notes. Nothing but a bunch of old dates from things me and him did together. God I miss him.

I go through profiles and other stuff, before I hesitantly open the camera roll. I look at the recent photos, 5 new ones since Nash went missing. And 2 of them are videos.

I take a deep breath, and click on the first picture. It opens up to where the box was hidden, and standing up next to the tree is Nash. A weak, filthy Nash. I quickly scroll to the next photo, this one a little more calming. It's a picture of Jasper giving Nash a bowl of oatmeal. At least he's ok.

I scroll again, to what seems to be a picture of Nash's arms. Cuts mark up and down, with odd symbols and things I can only describe as satanic. I try not to smash the phone as I move to the 4th photo. Actually, a video. I hit play, and it starts out as black static. Just as I'm about to give up, I hear faint crying, and the black screen is pulled away to reveal a room, the footage similar to that of a security camera. Nash is sitting in the corner, sobbing. He slowly stands up, only to fall again in a heap of himself. It ends with a crash and a door slamming.

I quickly play the next video, tears streaming down my face. It's of Nash, just sitting there in a chair. He's holding back tears, and looking above the camera.

"Do it Grier."

"I can't"

"Do it or it's her next."

"I love you Brielle." He says, rolling up his sleeve and dragging a blade across his skin. I don't even have time to think, I throw the phone at the wall, scratching at my arms and screaming.

"I shouldn't have ever done it! Now they're using me as torture I can't wait any longer I can't!" All the lights turn on, Gilinsky running to me and pinning me down and Johnson looking at the phone.

"El calm down! You're going to hurt yourself!"

I look down at myself, not even realizing I had cut my arms with my nails. I break down into tears, not caring about whats going on around me. Not only did they take Nash, they're hurting him, and making him hurt himself to protect me.

"El theres a video under the deleted files." Johnson says as a staticy sound fills the air.

"78329 E Capsville right around the corner from the forest!" Nash yells, being followed by crude remarks from Jasper and requests to delete the footage.

"El."

"What"

"We will leave just before the sun rises."

(A/N: short update before the next chapter, which I can guarentee being looooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggggggggggg

I will post the first part of Summer 06' as soon as this chapter gets 6 votes! Sorry yall but I had to set another goal bc we got like no votes on the last chapter. So if I see you comment and not vote I will hunt you down and tell you to vote lol.

NASH CUT HIS HAIR I CANT HE LOOKS SO GOOD LIKE HE LOOKED GOOD BEFORE BUT NOW LOOK AT HIM AND UGH UDKFHOSHFLGJR;KTIODSFJKL)