(Ashton)

It's been a month since Jess vanished, and I'm more freaked out than ever. She's all I think about now. If she's okay, what's she doing- or who she's doing. I just want to make sure she's okay, this is driving me crazy. I know her parents are gone on their honeymoon, but she can't just leave like that. Jess is nothing like Callie, she doesn't run away to solve her problems, she stays and floats through chaos. It doesn't affect her, and that's why I'm so fucking worried about where she could possibly be.

Lying in the darkness of my room at three am is becoming old, so I grab my phone and call Calum.
"Bitch. What." He says tiredly.
"I need your car."
"Jess took it." He reminds me.
"Oh, right. I need someone's car."
"Take Michael's. They're using a U-Haul for their move anyway."
"Okay, thanks Cal."
"Wait, where are you going?"
"I'm going to try and find Jess."
"Ash... She probably doesn't want to be found right now."
"I just have to know why."
"Call her. Text her. Don't drive around the country looking for her."
"She left her phone here." I frown. Silence. "Calum?"
He sighs, "Uh, okay, you can go, just don't get hurt or arrested, okay?"
"Okay."
"Also take your phone."
"Okay."
"Bye Ashton, good luck."
"Thanks." I grin.

I slip on shoes and climb out my window with a backpack, and run over to Michael's house. I walk up the driveway and ring the doorbell a few times for effect. Morgan answers the door, frowning, and clearly she was sleeping.

"What. The fuck. Are you doing here." She glares.
"I need to borrow Michael's car for a few weeks, I'm going to try to find Jess." I explain. Her eyes brighten.
"Aw, romance. Okay, here's his keys."
"Uh, thanks, shouldn't I ask Mike first?" I ask.
"Nah, if you wake him up he'll punch you in the face, so. Just take em." She smiles.
"Thanks." I laugh, and walk down the driveway.

I get in his car, and drive.

(Callie)

This is getting stupid. It's four am, and all I can think about is Emyli. This isn't fair. I'm supposed to be over her. It was in eighth grade, she'd spent a year being flirty and teasing me constantly, and then one day, all in what seems like a blur, she kissed me, and the classroom freaked out, since it's two girls kissing each other, and then two days later she kissed Sara. Sara thought Emyli liked her like I thought she liked me, and of course we weren't friends back then, we barely knew each other, but then I started hating her, even though she didn't do anything. She fell for Emyli's game like I did, but I still blamed her.

I try closing my eyes, but I just open them again. I want to forget about her already. She crushed me, but I got over it, and now since she came back I just want to kiss her again. I'm trying to stay out of relationships right now, and just focus on getting better, and this is not helping.

So I get up and feel myself climbing out my window. I barely know what I'm doing, and by the time I gain the ability to control myself, I'm at Emyli's house, and she's standing in front of me. "Yeah?" She asks, looking at me. Am I dreaming or something? Why am I here? Why did I even come here?

"Um.. Wanna go for a walk?" What?
She looks at me crazy. "Uh.. Sure."

SARA'S POINT OF VIEW

It's five am, and I haven't gotten any sleep. I'm just so afraid any day now they'll send me away, and I really don't want to leave. I grew up in this town with my uncle. I shouldn't be in this position, this is my home.

CALLIE'S POINT OF VIEW

"And then Calum's mum let me stay with them." I get finished telling Emyli everything thing that's happened in the past four years, and then I look at her. Her eyes are watering, and she's so close to crying.

"But he- Hurt you? Jonathan, I mean?" I nod. "I'm so sorry."

"You didn't do anything." I shrug.

"Yeah I did. I kissed Sara." I tense up. In eighth grade, when I confronted her about it after, she just laughed and denied it. Never in our entirety of knowing each other has she admitted it. "And I rather would've kissed you." My cheeks go pink.

"Why didn't you just, then?"

"I figured you liked Calum." She shrugs. "I didn't want to get hurt." I raise my eyebrows. "Which, apparently I was right." She laughs.

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