Seventeen

"You have to calm down, you're overthinking things, he is going to be fine, maybe he had something urgent to do." Ann said to Sharon, hoping to calm her down a bit.

Sharon wasn't in her right state of mind, she has been pacing non-stop in the house, thinking of what to do.

Since she woke up, she hasn't set her eyes on John, and it's been eight hours already, and nothing has been heard from him.

She tried calling his line, it rang, but to her surprise, he left his cellphone at home, which made her panic even more.

Ann stood up from the sofa, and strides up to her. She held her hands, making her halt from pacing around.

"I have known the Boss for three years now, I have been working in this house for the past three years, the boss goes out most times, and he doesn't come back until late night, he will be back safe and sound, trust me, you don't have to worry."

Sharon sniffs, her eyes almost at the edge of streaming down tears on her cheeks.

"He can't go out and not tell me where he's hea