Falling For Hood | C.H.

Chapter 70 : Finding Helen

| Luke |

"What's up, Helen?" I asked her.

She was leaning against the door and looking at the floor.

Suddenly she ran down the stairs. I heard the door open.

I quickly looked over the staircase and she was already sprinting out the house.

"Helen! Wait!"

What the fuck happened?

"Come back," I said as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

Fucking shit, she's running too fast. I can't catch up to her.

I reached the sidewalk and turned in a full circle.

I saw Calum, Ashton and Michael to my right.

They looked confused, Calum was looking over his shoulder.

I ran towards them and they did the same.

"Did you see Helen?" I asked.

"Yea, she ran into us, literally, she crashed into me," Calum replied.

I ran a hand through my hair, "Did she say anything?"

"No, she was crying, her eyes were red and puffy. What happened to her?" Michael said.

"I don't know! I asked her what was wrong and she bolted out the house! She can be anywhere," I pressed my hands to my head.

"We'll find her," Ashton reassured me.

"Yea, but she ran hella fast! How will we find her?" Calum asked.

"Billie Joe," Michael said.

"What? The dog? What's he gonna do?" I asked.

"Look, Helen and Billie Joe are obviously really close, maybe we can get him to track her down with his nose. Dogs have incredible sense of smell." Michael explained.

"How do you know that?" Calum asked.

Michael rolled his eyes, "Helen told me."

"That's not a bad idea," I said.

"Well, go get the dog!" Ashton said.

I turned and ran back towards my house. I bolted in and sprinted up the stairs. I reached Helen's door and opened it. Billie Joe was by the door.

"Hey, boy," I said.

The dog wagged his tail.

I grabbed his leash off Helen's nightstand and hooked it through his collar.

"Got him?" I heard Calum ask from the door.

"Yea," I said.

I kneeled in front of the dog.

"Okay, Billie Joe, you're my only hope. Helen, find Helen," I said.

Billie perked his ears up.

I grabbed her red flannel off the carpet floor and held it up to his nose.

"Find her, find Helen," I repeated.

The dog sniffed the material and started smelling the carpet.

He began to walked out of the room. I gripped the leash and followed him.

We went down the stairs.

"Let's go," I told the guys once I reached the door.

"Should we call the police?" Calum asked.