They Could Care Less As Long As Someone'll Bleed

Rain's P.O.V.

***MORNING***

I woke up at nine at woke up Dylan. "Come on. We have tell Skye's parents today."

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, "okay. Where does she live?"

"Not far from the school. Near Keola, I think they live on the same street."

"Okay. Call him and ask while you get ready," he ordered, throwing off the covers and getting up.

I went back to my room and dialed his number as I threw on a random shirt and pants.

"Yello?" he answered.

"Keola! Do you know where Skye lives?"

"Yeah she lives on the other end of my street why?" he asked with worry in his voice.

"Last night she came over saying she was going to find Gerard Way. I couldn't find her so today I'm going to tell her parents."

"Oh my gosh! Okay, come over and I'll take you there."

"Be there in ten," I said hanging up and throwing on some shoes. I walked out to find Dylan eating toast and grabbing his keys. He handed me a peice and I ate it quickly. We jumped in his car and headed over to Keola's street. He was waiting outside. "Jump in!" I called.

"It's the house way down there. Second to last on the end," he told Dylan and he drove to the end of the street. We walked up to the door and Dylan rang the bell.

"What do you want?" a man snapped rudely after opening the door.

"Um. Is Skye here?" I asked.

"Skye? Who the f*ck is that?"

"Uh, Skylar?" Keola told him.

"Why would I care about that peice of crap?"

"She is your daughter isn't she?" Dylan asked.

"Step-daughter. She's a failer and a wh*re."

"Well she told me she was running away last night and we were worried. Can we maybe check her room?" I asked kindly.

"Good. I hope she's gone." he said slaming the door.

"Come on," I said walking back down the driveway and looking into the windows. I noticed curtains blowing around near one on the side of the house and walked to it. Looking in I noticed the door was baracaded and the walls had a bunch of band posters Skye liked, including and uncountable number of MCR. "This is deffinatly her room," I said climbing in.

I looked around and noticed her closet open and most of her favorite stuff gone. "Yep, she ran away. Come on, we gotta call the police," I said jumping back out to the two boys outside.