Chapter Foty-Two

"Where are you going?"

"Out!" I say in a rush as I sprint past mum and out the door.

I feel shaky as I fall behind the wheel. Every second that passes, feels like I'm slowly letting Miles down more and more.

When I pull into the car park, my tires crunch against the loose gravel. My headlights pour across the vacant lot until they land on his motorbike. My stomach lurches. He's still here, which confirms my suspicions.

Something bad has happened.

I step out of my car and hesitantly walk towards the bike. It looks the exact same as it always does.

I keep quiet as I begin to search the grounds, once again, returning to the locker room. I begin to feel nauseous when I can't find anything. I scour the oval and the perimeter of the field. By the time I get to the bus shelter at the end of the oval, my shoulders sag and my feet dragging. I feel helpless until I see it.

Blood.

There is spots of blood covering the grass a