Jack's P.O.V
It's been weeks and still nothing. We went to the address, and it was horrific. The house was trashed with blood and alcohol with the paint falling off. The one good thing was that we found an old burner phone, but it had nothing, nothing at all. The phone was useless, and we couldn't figure out s**t. I was laying on Avery's bed just thinking, thinking about what she was going through, and blaming myself for what happened to her. If I just protected her! I promised her that I wouldn't let Travis get and look at what happened.
"Knock Knock"
"Go away!" I snapped at whoever was at the door.
The person didn't listen, and Tyler came inside.
"What do you want?" I groaned at him.
"I think I might have found something," he explained.
I bolted up. "What do you mean you found som
