So this is a SUPER SHORT and random chapter, but I thought it was kinda needed. Hope you LIKE!

Zach POV

We were all laughing at this hilarious joke the Grant had told when I realized how long Cammie had been gone. I looked around and didn't see her anywhere in the restaurant.

"Guys, is it just me or has Cammie been gone a long time?" I asked them. Making them all turn and look around the crowded tables and people.

"I'll go check the bathroom. Be right back." Bex walked away. She returned after a few minutes with no Cam. "She's not in there. I don't know where else she would be. Unless she left the restaurant completely." Bex exclaimed. I was now starting to get concerned, and horrible possibilities started running through my head.

"Uh-oh." I heard Liz mutter.

"Okay Macey, you and Noah go take the back of the place. Grant, you and Bex go check out front. Liz, you go check the entire restaurant. Jonas and I will go out to the car and look around there." I said. Everybody could see how I was starting to panic. And I was, truthfully.

After 30 minutes of checking around the car and parking lot, we still could't find Cammie. So Jonas and I walked back to the restaurant to meet back up with the rest of the group. None of them had found her, but Noah had found the hat she had been wearing at the back door. That put me over the edge. I sat on the curb and ran my fingers through my hair. Bex sat down next to me.

"We'll find her. We always do." She said. Liz was crying and Macey was trying to calm her down. Why did this have to happen? Why does this almost always happen? God, I tell her I love her, and then a few days later she disappears. Is she trying to tell me something?

After 5 more hours of looking, we couldn't find Cam anywhere. We checked the whole town and still, she was nowhere. We all got in the van and silently, I drove us back to the beach house. Once we got back, we all went inside and separated into rooms. I knew I would't sleep a second, I was pretty sure no one else would either. I went to go sit on the beach. I felt the sand under me as I sat there, all alone. The waves sounded peaceful. The same waves we were swimming in not 24 hours ago. I let a couple tears slide down my face. I couldn't believe Cammie wasn't there, with me. I hoped she was okay, and wanted more than anything to know where she was. Cam was strong, she could get out of almost every situation. But I was going to find her. Wherever Cammie was, and I would't stop until I did.