I'm going to apologize In advance for all the grammar and spelling errors!

Microsoft word wasn't working so I had to use WordPad... Yea, it sucks

But I got this chapter to 1,111 words! I feel special, :)

The things that worry me about this chapter it that it seems like I'm trying too hard... Also Terrance's part doesn't seem to flow to me... It seems choppy. And do you understand whets going on? Cause I may need to clear some things up.


"Answer, Answer" I said pacing my dorm, phone in hand. The call went to voice mail.

"Hey, where are you?" I sighed " Call me as soon as you hear this, Kay' " I snapped the phone shut with irritation and threw it across the room taking my frustration out on the small object.

"Any word?" I looked up to see Samantha, his sister. I ran my hands through my ear-length black hair and she took that as her answer. She sat down on my bed smoothing out the bumps on my twin sized lavender bed spread as if to distract herself , if only for a moment. She patted the empty space next to her gesturing for me to sit. I instead stood in front of her taking in her appearance. She looked just like him, bright green eyes almost the color of the leaves on the palm trees outside of my dorm and Jet black hair that fell to her shoulders. I noticed the dark bags under her eyes that came from lack of sleep and her sunken cheeks from not eating, she looked horrible. But I knew I probably looked much worse. She patted the space next to her again and looked at me expectantly; I sat next to her and put my head between my knees.

"How you holding up?" I asked

"Don't worry bout' me, I'm fine. It's you I'm worried about."

"It's been three weeks Sam. Three weeks." I took a deep breath to calm myself

"I mean I don't know if he's alive or dead or if he just ran away or anything!"

I was growing frantic again, I could feel my heart racing in my chest my head was throbbing and my breathing was becoming erratic. Samantha laid a comforting hand on my back. I closed my eyes and focused on breathing. Once I

felt in control of my emotions again I looked up and forced a smile to show Samantha I was fine. Or at least as fine as I could be.

"What time is it?" I asked

"Two- forty five."

"I gotta go to class."

"What? You can't go."

"I can't miss anymore days" I sighed "I'm already on probation; they said if I miss one more day they'll revoke my scholarship"

"Did you tell them what was goin' on?"

"Yea." I chuckled bitterly "They said and I quote ' We are deeply sorry for your personal problems but your personal life has nothing to do with school.' "

"The basically said they don't give a damn" She summarized

"Yeah, I know."

I scanned the floor of my small dorm for something half way decent to wear, settling on an old green day concert tee, and a pair of jeans.

"How long has it been" Samantha asked. I'd forgotten she was in the room. She knew the answer to her question, she just wanted to hear it aloud, to make sure it wasn't a dream that her brother had been missing for over three weeks, she wanted to be sure that everything wasn't okay.

I swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the dry feeling my throat that had suddenly formed.

"Three weeks" I answered and walked out the door.

Present day ... Told from his point of view

I walked quickly through the court yard, I sensed it; something was wrong.

I stared down at the cobble stone to avoid being seen by anyone who would slow me down. The sun had just set leaving making the lamp poles the only source of light.

"Terrance?" I turned at the sound of my name out of habit. I looked up to see Lily, she had a smile on her face, I knew, the quicker I got away from her the better.

"Are you gonna help Monica pack?"

'Pack?' I didn't have any Idea what she was talking about, pack as in moving? I moved closer as I quickly decided that she would be of some value to me.

"Pack?" I asked

Her smile faltered.

"Last week, when Monica took a few days off to go to her mom's funeral they revoked her scholarship, she has to be off campus by tomorrow." She looked at me as if I should have already known that; I should have. I dismissed her without a word and took off running full speed to the dorms.

"Adam" I called him in my head knowing he would hear me and follow. I watched the scenery fly past me in inhuman speed. I knew that I shouldn't have been running where anyone could have seen me and exposed me but I didn't care, the heavy feeling in my chest wouldn't go away.

Adam met me in the stairwell. He smiled

"You rang?"

His smile fell when he noticed the look on my face.


"Something's wrong"

He knew who I was talking about, He rubbed his temples and looked and me.

"So?" He asked. I glared at him

"You can't come to her rescue every time something goes wrong, how can she separate herself from you if you keep popping up?"

"Adam it's not that simple." I said and began running up the stairs.

Adam didn't agree with me but I knew he would follow for support.

When I got to Monica's door I stopped, There was no way of getting in without breaking down the door.

"Where's the spare" Adam asked.

"She doesn't have one; she was afraid someone would find it and break in."

Despite everything that was going on I smiled, at the ironic situation.

With what felt like a small push to me I broke the lock on the door and walked in. The room was dark, but I could see clearly. Blood. It was pooling around something and I was too afraid to look up though I knew what I would see; Monica.

Adam was silent, almost as if he weren't in the room, but I knew better. I felt panic grip me. I could faintly hear her heart beating but I wasn't sure how long it would stay that way.

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