[Scars]

:: 08 ::

Zacky's POV

"So you're telling me there's nothing you can do?" Brian said in an angry voice.

Jake shrugged his shoulders and I rubbed my temples in frustration.

"I'm really sorry guys. But we haven't heard a word from Chris in over a month. We have absolutely no leads to go on. You're gonna have to wait it out." Jake said.

"How can you ask me that? Chris could be hurt. I have no idea what's going on with her and you want me to wait it out?!" I exclaimed.

Jake looked sorry.

But he's right.

There really is nothing that he can do.

"I'll let you know if I hear anything." Jake promised.

I nodded and shook Jake's hands.

"Thanks Jake. I appreciate it." I told him.

Me and Brian walked out, making our way to the car.

We drove silently to my house.

"I can't get her off my mind Brian. I really want to think that she's okay. But with all the trouble she gets in, I'm just not sure." I said.

Brian looked over at me as we stopped at a red light.

"She's okay Zacky. Chris is a survivor. Everything she's been through, it's gonna take a lot to take her out." Brian told me.

I smiled softly.

Because Chris is strong.

So much stronger than she gives herself credit for.

"None the less. I'll feel better when I can see for myself that she's safe." I told him.

He nodded.

"I know. And we're gonna find her." Brian promised.

I looked over at him and clapped him on the shoulder.

"Thanks man. I appreciate you helping me through this." I said in honesty.

He smirked.

"You're my best friend dude. I'll always have your back." He said.

I grinned and the rest of the ride was quiet as we made our way to my house.

We pulled up the driveway and I saw someone sitting on my porch.

"Holy shit!" I yelled as I realized it was Chris.

I jumped out of the car even though it was still moving and I ran over to Chris.

I yanked her off the porch and into my arms.

"Goddamn it Chris!" I exclaimed.

I held her tightly against my chest and I couldn't help the smile that made it's way on my face.

She's safe.

And that's all that matters now.

"I'm sorry." She murmured against my chest.

I felt her arms go around me and she held me tight as well.

"Where the hell have you been?" I asked her, pulling away so I could see her face.

She looked so guilty.

She knows how worried I've been.

"It's such a long story." She grumbled.

"Well you're not going anywhere. So you'll have plenty of time to tell me." I told her firmly.

She's not getting away from me.

Not again.

I have to protect her.

At any cost.

She nodded and I led her into the house.

I saw Brian wave from the drive way.

He's gonna give us some space.

I smiled in appreciation.

This isn't a conversation Chris will want to have in front of people.

Even Brian, who she's known as long as me.

I led her inside and sat her down on the couch.

"So what happened?" I asked.

She took in a huge sigh.

And I could tell that this was gonna be a long night.

:: I tried to help you once

Against my own advice ::