Chapter 17

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Trey's POV

We left the hospital last night. The doctors say I'll be fine in a day or two.  Me and Callie lay in bed. My arm wraps around her small figure. She was fast asleep while I was awake. I stare up at the ceiling as If I was waiting for a sign of some sort. 

I sit up and walk outside on the porch. I look up at the nights sky, I study all of its features. The moons craters, the stars and its constellations. I sigh and breath in winters cold air.

The silent sound of nature was soon interrupted by a feminine scream. I run inside and back up to where Callie was. She was gone!

I run all throughout the house until I find her standing outside Andrew's doorway. He stood on his bedframe and let out another shriek while point at a cockroach on the bed.

"It touched me!" I cough back a laugh.

Callie grabs one of his shoes and swipes the bug off the bed. She jumps over and crushes it. She picks up the shoe which was covered with bug guts and started chasing me with it. This time I let out a scream. I look back at her but then I run smack into a wall.

"Shit!" I rub my head. Callie fell to the floor clutching her stomach from laughing. I scowl at her and stomp into the living room.

"Not funny!" I mumble as I pass her. I slouch down on the couch. Then I relieze. The remote was on the other side of the room. I grown in frustration.

Callie soon walks in and sees what i'm staring at. She smirks before grabbing the remote and putting on that show called Teen Wolf. Again.

I mentally growl, but I let it slide this time since she sat in my lap and leaned against me. And she got me my favorite snack toasted blueberry pop-tarts.

After 6 episodes later she finally cracked.

"I'm bored!" She whines. Just as she says that. The news started to talk about something interesting. I quickly shushed her.

News reporter: There was a bombing yesterday at ******** ##*** The man David Linderson, who escaped prison, fled the scene before cops showed up. No one was found but blood stains were scattered in multiple areas.

I blanked out on the rest. It was Triston and his friend's house.

"ANDREW, RYDER, CARTER, AND JOSH!! GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE NOW!" Within a minute everyone was downstairs on the couches. I explain what happened. Carter and Andrew take a car while Josh, Ryder, and I take the Motorcycles. Callie rides behind me. We arrive at the scene. I find tire marks. We all take the bikes and leave the car. Andrew rides with Ryder and Carter rides with Josh.

We get stuck in the forest and decide to go by foot. We search the woods for any sign of Triston and his friend's whereabouts.  At morning we all gave up. Our throats sore from yelling their names, our feet sore from walking miles around. Never did we find any clue for where they were at.

On our way back home Callie drove with Carter and Andrew in the car. When we arrived home, I pick up Callie and place her by my side on the couch. I watch my show Terra Nova. In the middle of an episode I find myself falling into a deep

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Callie's POV

I wake up to Trey's obnoxious snoring. I untangle myself from his arms and quietly walk up the stairs to his room. I take a quick shower and change into my ripped jeans, white T-shirt. I walk out and down into the kitchen. I quickly make a peanut butter and Jelly sandwich. I jump when I feel cold hands grip my sides. I snap my head back. I relax when I just see Trey.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." He says while smiling. I glare at him before sighing.

"It's okay, I've always been jumpy." I awkwardly smile. He releases me and sits down at the table.

"Food!" He demands.

"No! I'm not your maid! Get your lazy ass up and fix it yourself." He scowls at my response before digging through the fridge. He grabs yogurt and a spoon. We sit down on the couch and pull up youtube. I put in my favorite songs. (American Idiot - Green Day, Ain't no Rest For The Wicked - Cage The Elephant, Shape of You - Ed Sheeran, and The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls) We were interrupted by the door slamming open.

Here's a rabbit to make your day. (It sucks I know, but it's the best I can do on Wattpad). And I didn't have enough time

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