I don't know what to say... no one slept. Jason was out all night, and the rest of us camped out in the room.
"This is bad." I said out loud to myself.
"No duh." Scott said.
"I'm going to try Garren's phone again." Pierre said leaving the room.
I groaned.
"So why can't you find Garren?" Scott asked me.
I looked at him.
He looked at me.
"I don't know. I was just informed I could find someone because I sired them." I said. "Why did YOU guys find me?"
"Because..."
"I swear you guys are bad luck charms. I lose you, and I always get in trouble." I said. "You make me have more responsibility than I already have. Though it's a much more fun responsibility than killing." I added, receiving a weird look.
"You really didn't want to be found did you?" Scott said, looking saddened.
I sigh. "What if you all die? It would be my fault. What if Garren is dead in an alley right now? I feel horrible. I don't like to feel bad." I said.
"We can take care of ourselves." Scott said.
"We can't find Garren, how can you say they you can take care of yourselves?" I asked.
Jason walked in.
"Is Pierre still trying to get a hold of Garren?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Where is Pierre?" he asked, confused looking back into the hall way.
"Was he not standing out there with a phone?" I asked, Scott looking out the door.
"No..." he looked out again.
Jason took out his phone and called a number. We waited with baited breath... A few moments later we hear a faint sound. I get up and followed the sound to a trash can. I looked down and there sat his phone on a newspaper. I jumped when I heard Jason swear.
I took Pierre's phone and marched after Jason back to our room.
"What?" Scott looked between our faces.
I held out the phone.
"No." Scott said his eyes big.