Trey's car wasn't at the flat when I pulled up, but Zach's was. I pulled in next to his car and headed upstairs, knocking on the door.
I waited a few minutes, but there was no answer.
I tried the door and it was unlocked, which was odd for the boys.
Being Famous 101, you don't leave your front door unlocked.
A feeling of dread settled in the pit of my stomach as I called out Zach's name.
There was no answer.
I checked the downstairs first before heading upstairs, no sign of either one of the boys.
I was starting to freak out just a little, even though I didn't have any good reason to yet.
Something just seemed off.
Zach's room was empty, but the bathroom door was ajar.
"Zach?" I called out again.
No answer.
So I opened the bathroom door.
The scream that escaped my lips was inevitable.
There was blood splattering the bathroom floor, and some on the counter.
It looked like a scene from a horror movie.
But Zach wasn't in here, and I knew that Trey must've found him earlier, and that's why he didn't call me.
So I tore out of the flat, calling Trey as I ripped open my car door.
It rang through and went to voicemail, that son of a bitch.
So I called Jesse.
"Hello?" a breathless voice asked.
"Oh my God," I breathed, slumping back against my car seat.
"Katelyn?" Jesse asked.
"Jesse what the hell is going on?" I demanded, my heart pounding in my chest.
"You haven't heard?"
"No! I went to the Pad but Trey and Zach were gone and there was so much blood-" My voice cut off, my throat closing off.
What had happened to Zach? What if he was seriously injured?
I don't think I could handle it.
"I don't know the details yet," Jesse said, his voice having a calming effect on me. "But Trey took Zach to Children's Hospital Los Angeles."
Where Zach does his charity work, of course.
"I'll be there in a couple of hours," Jesse promised. "We're about to board our connecting flight here in Texas. Just keep breathing."
"Okay," I agreed.
"I have to go, alright? It's the last boarding call."
"Love you Jesse."
I could practically hear him smile. "Love you too Kate."
The line clicked dead.
I sped down to the hospital, the thirty minute drive practically killing me.
There had been so much blood.
The paparazzi were at the hospital when I arrived, and cameras and microphones were shoved in my face as I tried to get the door.
I couldn't get through, the cloud of paparazzi too thick.
"Move!" I ordered, my voice not too intimidating due to the fact that I'd been crying practically the entire way here.
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You Belong With Me (AFTR Book 2)
Romance*Sequel to Along For the Ride. It's been 4 years since the Connor Jackson Live tour, and a lot has changed. -Cover created by: MrKinkyWriter -Photographer: Everton Vila