After I've made my food and eaten it, they still aren't home and they haven't even called me back. Worry is starting to seep in and I decide to call Vin. After a few rings, he picks up.
"Sup?"
"Nada, man. Do you know where Ember and Travis are?"
"They aren't home?" He asks.
"No and I tried to call their cell phones. No answer."
"How long ago did you call?"
"A few hours? Somewhere around there."
"I spoke to Em earlier but I had to come home and talk to my moms n shit."
"It's all good, I'm sure they're fine."
"I'll call Em now and if I don't get an answer I will head over to you, okay?"
"Nah man, your mom hasn't seen you in a while. Chill there, I'll figure it out."
"I'll see you in a bit." He hangs up.
I roll my eyes and grin. Vin is completely twisted up by my sister and I love him for it. I clean up the kitchen and try both Ember's and Travis' cells again... no answer. It's getting dark out now and I can't seem to shake this feeling that something bad is happening. It's probably because something bad is always happening with us. I'm not seriously worried because I know both Ember and Travis can take care of themselves, I'm more worried about what they are actually doing.
The front door opens and I hear Vin yell out, "Emmett!"
"Kitchen!"
He comes in and raises a brow, "you get anything?"
"Nah, man." I shake my head, "I just tried both cells."
"Okay," he nods as he pulls a gun out of the back of his pants. He pulls out the mag and checks the ammo. "I think I might know where they are. Get your knives and let's bounce."
"Is it Talia?" I ask.
"I don't think so but it's always good to be prepared."
I run up the stairs and grab my knife band from my closet. I strap it around my waist and grab a black bandana to wrap around my head. It matches the one Vin has on and this way we will look like some badass mercenaries. I smirk in the mirror as I tighten it on my head, then I jog back downstairs.
"Let's go." I say as I walk past him and outside. He closes up the house and we both get into his Hummer.
"Talk." I say as he pulls out. "What the fuck am I missing here?"
"When Ember killed Travis' baseball coach, he outed some people in this town."
"What people?" I ask.
"Sick fucking people doing the same shit that coach did to my brother."
"Fuck." I breathe.
"Yeah," his jaw clenches. "My father was at the top of that list as the serial rapist of Whitsborough for like ten plus years."
"Are you fucking shitting me?"
"Nah man. This coach fucker even had a list of his victims. My mom and yours are on it."
"Your mom?"
"Yeah," he nods. "I am trying to figure out how to ask her about it without blowing this list out of the water. Ember wants to make her way through it and pick off all the fucking pervs."
"Of course she does." I nod.
"I'm thinking she went to one of two places. Either Travis' to speak to his mother or Adri's."
My heart kicks into overdrive and my head snaps around to look at him, "why Adri?"
"Shit," he quickly looks over at me, "no man, not like that. Adri was never raped or anything. Just her parents came up on another list."
"What list?"
"We're not sure what it means. I think Ember will want to ask her." He shrugs.
"They're not there." I shake my head, "I just came from her house."
He's looking at me from the side of his eye, "her house? Does Travis know about this?"
"He knows." I nod.
"Alright." He says, sounding very unsure.
We pull up onto Travis' street-I recognize it from the other time I was here-Vin speeds up and burns his tires turning into Travis' driveway.
"There's Em's car." He says as he slams on the brakes and jumps out of the Hummer.
I'm right behind him as we walk up to the front door. It's locked. I bang on the door, yelling Ember and Travis's names. Finally, after a few minutes the door unlocks and slowly swings inward. I see Travis' pale face and reach in to grab him into my arms. Vin is watching us but I don't give a fuck right now. Travis needs me. His head lands on my shoulder and he lets out a shuddering breath.
"Bro," Vin starts, "what's going on?"
Travis pulls his head off my shoulder and looks over to Vin, "upstairs." He turns and breaks my hold on him to lead us upstairs. Vin looks over to me with his brow raised and I shrug my shoulders. I don't know what the fuck we'll be walking into right now.
We follow him into a bedroom and the first thing that hits me is the smell of piss and vomit. The room is so stale and feels slightly humid. I cover my nose and mouth with the sleeve of my sweater and watch as Travis sits on the bed.
"Where's Em, Bro?" Vin asks him, placing his hand on Travis' shoulder.
"I'm in here!" I hear her yell out from behind a closed door.
I follow Vin and we open the door, hearing a thump from behind it. Ember is standing at the sink washing blood off her hands and knife.
"Babe?" Vin asks cautiously as he approaches her. "What's going on?"
"Close the door." She points to it and goes back to washing her hands.
Vin grabs the edge of the door and swings it shut, another thumping sound causes us to turn and look. I just barely hold in my scream as I see Travis' mom with a belt around her neck and one of the notches hangs from an industrial looking
