Hi, Emmett here. I'm not available at the moment. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you.
"f**k!" I threw the phone on the couch.
"Calm down, Jackson. He'll come home," Dante said.
"It's almost 10, Dante. He's not coming. Emmett is stubborn," I mumbled worriedly. Where could he be? Is he with that woman? f**k, I should have listened. I shouldn't have went to her. "What was I thinking? Now Emmett's mad at me,"
"You were only trying to help, Jackson. Don't beat yourself up about it,"
"I'm going to look for him," I grabbed my phone and keys, not even bothering with the jacket. The weather had changed so suddenly and it was pouring.
He doesn't have anything with him. If I don't get to him, he could be sick. Where could he be?
I called that woman first.
"Hello?"
"Where is he?"
