Patrick's POV
I arrived at the signing and put on my best fake smile. We signed many autographs and took many photos. We were down to the last couple of people now. A girl who came up to us and looked like she was about to pass out said "Omg can I get a picture with you guys please please", laughing Pete said yes, I started standing for the picture until I was asked not to be in the picture. I watched as the rest if the band took the picture. It was now finally time to go home.
When I walked through the door the girl I met earlier wasn't anywhere in the house. I saw that the note was gone and so was the key. Maybe there's a chance she'll come back.
I'll be alone now. Help me.
Cheryl's POV
I was walking home for hours by now. I walked up to the yard to see that Matthews car was parked crooked in our driveway which meant he was drinking. Uh oh.
I was immediately pinned up to the wall and punched relentlessly in the gut. Hours passed of beating and I was hurt, badly. I needed help, from Patrick. Matthew was passed out on the couch so I quietly limped out the house. Walking for about 2 hours it was now 4 am. I knocked on Patrick's door weakly until I could barely lift a limb.
Help me.
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