“Did you put this on my bed?” I asked holding up the letter and he eyed it with thinly veiled annoyance.
“Why would I put a letter on your bed?”
“Someone’s in the house then,” I said and he scoffed, “I’m serious; someone put this on my bed.”
“There is no one in this house except the both of us,” he said, “And now that you’re finally here; we have a lot to discuss.”
“I don’t have time for this,” I began, “I need to call Greg.”
“You will not-“
“Shut up!” I screamed and then I realized what I had done, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scream.” I quickly grabbed my phone and used the temporary shock that Jake was in to call Greg.
He didn’t pick up immediately and when he did he sounded out of breath, “Are you okay?”
“I need you,” I said softly, “Please.”
He seemed to no
