I begin pacing the lounge. It is late in the evening. I tried calling Connor but he didn't answer his phone. He had to go to Brad. I hope that nothing happened to him. I called Brad but there is no answer either. I basically called everyone and they do not know anything about where Connor might be. I am so worried right now, because Connor should've been home by now, especially since we went through a lot of things.
I look out of the sliding door, towards the pool with its lights shining inside. I call Brad again. "Stacy, is everything okay?" he asks me.
"Is Connor still with you?" I ask.
"No, he left my place this afternoon, is everything okay?" he asks this time with concern in his voice.
"He hasn't been home yet and I'm worried, he isn't answering his phone" I say.
"s**t" I hea
