Matthew's pov

I raised my hand to check the time on my wristwatch. It was past eleven and it was late. Sheila has never gone out of the house at night and now she didn't come early

"Hey Shelia isn't back yet," Jayden said as he approached me

"Yeah, maybe she should hold on a little," I said and Jayden nodded his head. We sat opposite each other holding our phones trying to whine away time but we were both bothered, our heart was racing

"What if something bad has happened to her" I thought, my palms were sweating and I hadn't felt this way since my mother died

"She's...