7- panic chord

 

"Uuuuuuuuugh!" I groan as I lay on the couch, listening to the minutes tick away. Lou meows, jumping up onto me, and laying on my stomach.

"Can you NOT stick your ass in my face?" Lou looks at me and meows in response.

"Daaaan? Dan, are you home?" I roll my eyes, recognizing the voice anywhere.

"Sorry! Dan isn't home right now, please leave a creative and thoughtful voicemail after the beep. Beeeeeeeeeep!"

"DAN OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR NOW!" A sigh escapes my lips as I stand up, straighten up my striped shirt, then walk to the door, letting Janna in.

"What do you want?" I ask her crossing my arms.

"It's Kyle."

"What about Ky?"

"He's gone missing. I woke up this morning, and he was just gone!"

"W-What?! Shit. This can't be happening!"

"We need to find him, NOW!"

"Alright. Alright. Calm down. Where is the first place you think he would be?"

"Hmm. The shelter?"

"Of course!"

"Let's go!"

"Wait, Janna?"

"Ya?"

"Why would Kyle just go missing like that? That isn't like him just to run off."

"Nothing happened last night."

"You're a goddamn liar. I can see it in your eyes and hear it in your voice!"

"Fine! We had a fight last night!"

"What the hell did you do?"

"Nothing. It's personal."

"..."

"It's not personal! Tell me!"

"..."

"Forget it. Let's just leave."