Sylvia's POV(Three Days later)I stared at myself in the mirror, combing out my hair. Yesterday was eventful, even with the bad news. I smiled as I remembered how Patrick and I talked way into the night and the kiss he stole before I left. Although I couldn't help but worry about the girl who came earlier and the threat she made. I had asked Patrick if he knew her but he just shrugged it off, not wanting to talk about it.Sighing softly, I arranged my bags and picked up my school bag, walking out of my room."Mom, I'll be on my way now," I called out as I got to the living room."Wait... Won't you have breakfast?" She asked, peeking out of her room, still tired. When I got home yesterday she was still making sweaters. I hurriedly grabbed a banana."That'll do," I replied, smiling. " Bye now. See you later.""You too dear."And with that, I closed the door behind me. Walking towards the bus stop, I took in deep breaths as I glanced around my surroundings. These past months my boring l

Patrick's POV( few days later)Sitting in front of them in the living room, I nervously played with my fingers. I had called them out from whatever they were doing so I could tell them what happened. Taking in a deep breath, I settled my gaze on them."So why did you call us?" My mom asked, breaking the weird silence that had ensued."Mom, dad. There's something I need to tell you.""We're all ears. " My dad replied.I sighed, rubbing my palms together. Taking in a shaky breath, I made to speak."Mom... Dad, I might be in trouble." I began. Mom stared at me, surprise in her eyes."What did you do?""I-it happened before we moved here. I had hosted a goodbye party a few weeks before you told me we were moving. At that party, however, someone died. ""What!? " they chorused together. I swallowed."She was a classmate of mine, but we weren't close. I had invited her to the party but unfortunately, she lost her life. Her name's Alyssa Anthony. ""Wait... Alyssa Anthony? " My dad asked."

Sylvia's POVWhat!?Is Neville for real right now? Why would she want to do that? I watched as Patrick paced around the room, his hands in his hair, ruffling them. "I can't let that happen. I'm in New Jersey for Christ's sake. If she tells, I'll got to jail for sure."I quickly got up and ran towards me, pulling him to face me."We won't let that happen. We'll find something, anything.""When?" He was really agitated now. I gulped, forcing myself to think. What could have killed Alyssa? An idea popped into my head and I went to quickly grab a coat."Where are you going?" Patrick asked."If we stay here, we won't find anything. You know Alyssa's house, right?""Yes. Why?""We need to know the kind of ailment Alyssa had first. And there's only one person who can tell us that. ""Who?""Her parents." I announced. Patrick's eyes widened in shock."No... I can't go there..." He began to say."Patrick, it's Alyssa's parents or jail. Which do you prefer?"He opened his mouth to say somethin

Patrick's POV"Hello? Hello!?" I whispered furiously into the phone, but I heard no reply. What's going on? Why did Sylvia is sound like that?Hurrying out of my class, I made my way out of school when I accidentally bumped into someone. "Sorry..." I mumbled and continued my way, but the person's voice stopped me."Hey? Why the rush?" Alex called after me. I stopped only for a second. "Can you just let me go?" I asked, rushing out. He followed me."What's going on?""I don't know. That's what am about to find out. So if you'll excuse me, there's someone I need to get to." I stated and dashed out of school.***Alex's POVI stared at Patrick's retreating figure, confused. What the hell is going on? Shrugging, I headed to class and sat down, looking around. That's when it hit me. Sylvia isn't around, so is Tasha. And Patrick just ran out of school. I don't know what happened, but whatever it is, I'm having a feeling it's not good. I also excused myself and left the school, going afte

Sylvia's POV (few weeks later)Sylvia! Come on downstairs, Patrick's waiting for you! " My mum called out from the kitchen. "Coming, mom! " I replied, and I quickly brushed out my hair. Patrick is such a jerk! Why didn't he tell me he would be taking me out today? It would have been done much faster.Picking up a sweater in case the weather got cold like it's been doing lately, I dashed down the stairs, giving my mum a quick kiss."Bye, mom. I'll see you later." I chirped out before flying out the door. Outside, I met a smirking Patrick who seemed to be enjoying the stunt he pulled. I hurried towards him and slugged him on the arm."Ow... That hurts." He groaned out before grinning. " Good morning Miss. " He greeted."Good morning to you, too." I replied, half frowning."Are you ready?" He asked. I threw a glance at him."Seriously!?" "Sorry... Come on let's go!" Opening the door for me to enter, he went around the car and walked in himself. I waited for him to enter, then smiled u