Unstable | E.D (Book 2)

forty - malia

Ethan

Jason, Jasmine, and I then resume on knocking and ringing the doorbell of Stephanie's house, while Ryan keeps watch. Of course no one answers, but just in case neighbors are looking at us suspiciously, we have to play it off. 

"Just open up the door." Jas goes to reach for the door knob, but I smack her hand away as if she's delusional.

"Are you fucking loco?" I whisper yell to her, giving her a serious eyes squint. 

"Rule number one Jas, never ever touch anything without covering your prints." Jason looks around his surroundings, before sneakily slipping on a pair of black gloves he had in his pocket.

"Oh. Yeah, that's smart." Jas nervously replies, watching Jason quickly turn the unlocked door knob.

We all slip inside the darkened home– hopefully without anyone noticing us. Jason quietly shuts the door behind us, keeping us in the dark. My breath picks a little, but I'm sure Jas and Jason doesn't notice. By the feel of Jasmine interlacing our hands together, I guess she sensed my tension. 

"Is there a light in here, Jase?" Jasmine squeezes my hand tightly, probably feeling scared as well.

"I'm looking now." He flicks on his flashlight on his phone, lighting up the room a little. I'm not sure if the other two even notices, but there is signs of lots of blood on the wooden flooring. I can already smell the metallic stench of blood... and dead bodies. 

"Found it." Jason on the lights, and I really wish he didn't.

"Oh my God." Jasmine gasps, but I quickly place my hand over her mouth.

"Shit." I whisper at the bloody scene in front of me, all while trying to keep my hand over Jasmine's muffled screams.

"Oh fuck." Jason gags, holding his mouth as if he would vomit right then and there. The gruesome and terrifying murder scene is of Stephanie.

"Mm." Jasmine makes a crying noise underneath my hand, as she tries to turn away from the blood scene in front of us.

"We have to find Malia." I say out loud to no one in general. 

"Yeah. We stay together though. Please let my baby be alright." Jason speaks up.

"Let's go." I let my hand up on Jasmine's mouth, and take her hand in mine once again. The three of us begin our search all over the small home for Malia, and possibly our gang members. But the main priority at the moment is actually looking for her, and getting the hell out of here.

Jason even let me borrow his other pair of black gloves in his other back pocket, making it way easier for me to touch stuff if I needed to. My Jasmine hasn't left my side; she's practically glued to me, but I'm not complaining.

"Malia." Jas whispers as we walk into a bedroom ransacked, with everything everywhere. Almost as if whoever committed this murder, robbed them as well.

"Malia." I go ahead and whisper his name too, with Jason behind us with his gun out ready to shoot. Suddenly, a tapping sound can be heard.

I concentrate hard on where the sound is coming from. I wouldn't want it to be another bomb, so I devote my ears on finding out where the sound is coming from. "You hear that, Jase?" I ask Jason, just in case I'm tripping out.

"Yeah." He begins to look around the room with me, though we both make sure Jasmine is directly in front of us.

"No, it's not in here. It's coming out there; like down the hall maybe." Jasmine stops us from searching, pointing us towards the hall where two other bedrooms are located.