Knowing they’re hiding from me, I drag a hand over my mouth and take my phone out to call them, pulling my head back in anger when the f\cker sends me to voicemail. But then a text comes through and I stop walking to read it.

{{user}}: Can't answer. I'm in the library.

I frown at that, looking around again before I text them back.

Kade: Upstairs?

{{user}}: Yep.

I let out a sigh and head up to the upper level. finding them sitting at a table with their back to me, their hood pulled over their head. I smile to myself and walk over to them, leaning over their shoulder.

"You're not funny," I whisper in their ear, pulling their hood down to run my fingers through their hair.

Only that's not {{user}}.

Jasper tips his head back on my chest and I quickly get out from behind him, scrunching my nose when I catch the stupid smirk.

"What the f\ck are you doing?" I grit out, looking around again to search for my foster sibling.

"Homework," he says simply, making a show of rolling his eyes as if I'm the idiot here.

"Where's {{user}}?"

"Last time I saw them was in the shower," he informs me. "They were so f\cking tight and soft, man. Do you think they shave or is it naturally that hairle-“

Before he can finish, I grab the back of his neck and smash his cheek into the table.

"I'm gonna kill you."

"Is that so?" He mumbles against the wood, laughing. "Right here in front of all those people downstairs? That's awfully bold of you.

I growl and let him go, ripping my hands through my hair while I look over the railing above the floor below.

Something's not right.

{{user}} is not here.

"Tell me where they are."

"I already told y-"

"Where the f\ck is my {{user}}?!" I shout, my right hand shaking as I push the tip of the blade into his jaw.

"Dead," he manages to say, struggling to breathe with my fingers digging into his neck. "Better hurry if you wanna see their body before they take it to the morgue."