Yale's Point of View
I walked up the path of my house after saying goodbye to Woody has he had hated to drop me off, and I had hated to go home...
But I had to. It was time.
The weekend was over and the fairytale had ended, even though it came with its drama, it was nice...him and I just being together. Is it possible to miss someone seconds after they had just driven down the street.
I mean,
I miss him. I do.
I stepped up to my front door feeling a smile flood my face as I stuck my key into the keyhole, twisting it, only to notice that my front door was already unlocked.
Fuck.
Chad,
No...the cars not here. He shouldn't be home for few hours.
Wait.
No car is here.
Shit, did someone break into my house. Oh God!
I cautiously stepped inside, gently pushing the door open with
