"Listen to me Ian. I'm sure he'll be fine, in the mean time, we have to find Liam."Ava said, holding my hand.
"I know. But, just. What if he gets hurt? What if Jarr's caught him? He could be dead!" I whimpered, tears falling from my eyes.
"Don't worry, he's not. I've only known Liam for maybe a day, but I know he's strong. He can handle himself." Ava soothed, rubbing my lower back.
I felt my heart flutter as she touched me. I totally had a crush on her. But now was not the time for lovey dovey shit.
"I'm gonna go call the police and see if they've found him yet." Ava said, lightly kissing my head.
My heart fluttered again. I swallowed back my feelings. My main focus was Liam. I leaned back against my living room couch. It's been four weeks.
One whole month. One month without Liam, without knowing if he's alive. Tears burned as I closed my eyes, sobbing quietly.
I still remember Jarr's words.
I want Liam.
I sniffed as Ava came back in. She Shook her head, biting her lip. I sighed in defeat. I just felt like giving up. But he was my brother. I couldn't do that.
I knew what he was thinking when I hit him. When being the dumbshit I am, I hit him. He was thinking of our parents. Our bloody, lifeless parents.
He doesn't know. Doesn't know it was Jarr. Jarr was in the other car, purposely crashing into us. Killing our parents. It was never accidental.
I remember shielding Liam's teary eyes as I looked straight at Jarr in the middle of the herd if people. That smile was so evil. So heart-breaking.
I could never let him know. Never let him know I was the reason our parents died. I remember talking to Jarr in that ally, all alone right before I turned seven.
I had told him I hated our parents, but only because they wouldn't let me play with my friend. He had listened, pretending to be a nice stranger willing to listen to my problems. Later, in that car crash. He has whispered the words.
It was my fault. All of this. Ever since then, he's been chasing me down, saying I "owed him". He used to want me, to use as his slave or something. But I never gave up fighting.
Now he wants Liam. But he doesn't know. He knows Jarr's a stalker, but he thinks it an old buddy I used to fight, who wanted some re-match. He doesn't know anything.
Li would never talk to a stranger, Much less someone who looks like Jarr, but I was still terrified.
If Liam was murdered or kidnapped...
It was all my fault.