A/N: okay so like... this is my first JohnDave so don't hurt me! Anyways I hope you like it! Please review :D
You log onto your Facebook, which of course you only keep up for ironic reasons. The first post you see is from John's dad. You don't remember friending him, but shrug it off.
Dad Egbert
I could really use some help and support. John has gone missing, I don't know what to do ;(
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Rose Lalonde
oh no! I hope he's okay! :(
Jade Harley
Oh poor John! I hope he's returned to you soon, safe and unharmed! 3
Dad Egbert
Thank you girls, I do too
Your heart stops and you feel a pit in your stomach. John's missing? What happened? When was this? Is he okay? You begin to lose your cool and try to calm yourself down. Striders NEVER lose their cool. Not even... You shake your head and shut your laptop, getting up out of bed and heading for the door. Bro is sitting in the living room and glances away from the tv to see you putting on your jacket.
"Where are you going?"
You don't even look at him as you answer. "John is missing, and I'm just going to talk to his dad, I'll be back later."
Bro just relaxes into the couch. "I hope they find him soon." You can't tell if he's serious due to his deadpan tone, but you shrug it off and walk out the door.
It takes you about 20 minutes to get to his house in the snow, and by the time you knock on the front door, you're freezing your balls off. John's dad opens the door and lets you in without a word. You move to the living room to find Jade and Rose already sitting on the couch. Jade is crying and Rose has a hand on her shoulder.
John's dad sits in a chair, putting his elbows on his knees and letting his head rest in his hands. "I already called the police, and they've issued an Amber Alert. They already have a few cops searching through the snow, but nothing is definate. With the constant snowfall it's impossible to use tracker dogs."
You sit down across from him and look at the floor. You feel numb, this can't be real. Can it? Who would want to harm John? He's so sweet... Suddenly you're filled with anger and you stand up, fists clenched, startling everyone.
"No. This is not cool. If I don't go out there and help I'm going to do a fucking flip off of the handle." You grab your jacket and head for the door. "I'm going to help look for John."
Jade is up and following you in seconds, her face stained with tears. "But you can't! It's too cold out there! Just let the police take care of it!"
But you've shut the door before she can even finish.
You have your arms crossed over your chest, and you're going door-to-door seeing if anyone saw John before he disappeared. Apparently the police already did that, and the last person to see John said he was heading to the park. You turn and run, hoping that maybe there'll be something (or someone) there that will tell you where he is.
You arrive at the park only to find it is completely desserted save for one person sitting on the swings. You walk up to them and tap them on the shoulder to get their attention. The boy turns around and you get a good look at him; he was lengthy, with a narrow face and crazy hair (he probably didn't brush it), he had clown paint on his face that creeped you out a little. He smiled at you, he seemed nice enough. You decide to ask him if he's seen John.
"Hey uh, have you seen this doofus kid, about this tall, messy black hair, glasses, probably wearing blue?"
He contemplates your description for a minute before cracking another grin and shrugging.
"Who says I have huh? Heheheh HONK."
You take a step back from the weirdo and sigh, this is not going the way you thought. You try again.
"Please, he could be in trouble, I need to know if you saw him."
The boy gets off the swing and starts walking away.
"Where are you going?"
He turns to face you, another creepy smile on his face, " Come on, I'll show you."
You follow him cautiously and he leads you to an old abandoned school. It is made up of five buildings, each 5 stories high.
"This is the last place I saw him." He walks away without another word, and somewhere inside you're glad he hasn't decided to stick around. You let out a sigh and decide you can come back to it, chances are he isn't in there and it'd be a waste of time.