Micheal's POV---------------------------------
Micheal stood up and walked back to his apartment, trying to come up with a plan. Normally he would go to the police, but he knew they wouldn't be able to catch William.
He had to do this himself.
He sprinted to his room, and started furiously typing on his computer. If anything was going to work, he needed to know the exact distance from his apartment to his father's pizza place.
Suddenly, the page stopped loading.
"what?"
Then the screen went dark, and so did the room.
"Of all the times for a blackout to happen.." Micheal groaned, slamming his laptop shut.
He laid down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He sighed. First Jeremy was gone, and now Elizabeth? Could this get any worse? Then Micheal realised something.
"JEREMY!!" Micheal cried.
He sat up, panic engulfing him.
"HE GOT JEREMY!!!" he thought.
He jumped out of his bed. What was he going to do?! He quickly threw on a jacket and ran to the starbucks they all worked at. He slammed the door open and ran to Phil's office.
"PHIL! EMERGENCY!" He yelled, skidding to a stop in front of Phil's desk.
Phil stood up, concern etched across his face.
"Micheal? What's wrong?" He asked, standing up.
"I-I think my dad got Jeremy! And he kidnapped my sister, and-"
"Micheal. Sit down. I can't understand a single thing you're saying." Phil said, gently laying a hand on Micheal's shoulder.
Micheal sighed, collecting himself as he slowly sunk down into the cushioned chair that Phil had pulled out for him.
"Okay. Now, tell me everything."
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hey guys sorry this chapter was short I did it during class (again)
also sorry it was late I've been really busy lol
its raining rn lol
