One Lost, Two Found

Chapter 11

Chapter 27; Isla

After a few hours of on and off sleep that night, I got up to go to the bathroom.

On the way, I heard some voices coming downstairs. 

I was pretty sure one was DJs but I couldn't tell who the other one was.

I walked down a few stairs and peeked into the living room.

DJ and Preston were taking their shoes and coats off.

I ran down the stairs and they turned.

"What are you doing?" I demanded.

"Would you believe we went on a walk?" DJ asked with a sigh.

"I would have if you hadn't said it like that," I admitted.

"I'm gonna head to bed, you teenagers are going to get me in trouble," DJ said, walking past us and into the spare room. 

Preston turned to face me.

"We went to get Freddie out of her house."

"Ohhh," I said, understanding. "Were you not successful?"

"She and Jonah went in her car," he said, walking over to his pillow bed on the floor.

"Okay," I said, nodding. "I'm going back to bed, then."

Chapter 28: Preston

I had just fallen asleep when I was shaken awake again.

"Can't a guy sleep?!" I groaned. 

I rubbed my eyes and looked up to see Jonah and Freddie standing above me.

"Oh. Hey Freddie!" I said.

She smiled. "Hi."

"We really need to talk," Jonah said.

"Oook," I said suspiciously.

"I'll cut to the chase. Freddie and I are going on a trip to find Jada."

"You WHAT?!" I whispered loudly.

"You wanna come?" 

"Why would I WANT to do that?!"

"Because Jada's our best friend and you want to find her," Freddie retorted.

"Fair point, but why can't we just tell people we're going?"

"I already asked my parents. They said it was 'too dangerous.'"

"They're right!" I said, grabbing my glasses and stood up.

"Listen, guys, I want to find her too, BELIEVE me. But I don't want any of US to go missing either."

"But we aren't helping by just sitting around," Freddie said.

I sighed.

"Fine. But if we get into a bad situation just know that it wasn't my suggestion."

"Yes!" Jonah and Freddie excitedly said. 

Jonah and I packed the stuff we brought and I put on my coat and shoes for the second time tonight.

"Ready," I grumped.

We hurried out of the house and got in Freddie's car.

"So we're really not telling anyone?" I asked.

"We left a note at the Maxwell house," Freddie said, driving off.

"Okay… what about our phones?? Can't they track it somehow?"