*Patrick's P.O.V.*

"Here we are again, didn't expect that we'll be here sooner." Pete said while we're standing just outside of Chasity's house.

I was left staring at the door, maybe expecting that beautiful cheerful girl to open the door for us and welcome us inside her house. I was feeling my heart beating heavily against my chest again, but this time, I will not mourn. I will find a way to prove that she's still with us...alive and breathing.

I took the key to her house out of my pocket. Since the day that we learned that she's gone, I have kept this thing with me. Chris gave it to me saying that me and my band should be the one to take care of this house because she have acquired this because of us, and of course, I gladly accepted it. After her funeral, the others and I just did a minor clean up inside her house, putting over white sheets over her furniture, but we sure did left all her belongings the way it was left...and since then we've never come back here.

I walked towards the door and opened it, it creaked like it was a door in a horror movie. Luckily, it's still five in the afternoon so there's still some sun shine that gives us natural light to reduce the creepy feeling to this. 

"What are we waiting for? Let's get this over with and prove that she's still alive." Joe said while patting my back. We all entered the house and Pete was already sneezing, the poor guy's very allergic to dusty things. I walked over near him, giving him my handkerchief.

"Thanks, dude." he told me.

"No, thank you because even how pathetic I sound and look like, you and the others still got my back." I honestly told them and they gave me a cheerful smile.

"No need to be dramatic, Trick. We always got your back." Pete answered. "Let's stop wasting time, you know what to find." he added.

The four of us split up inside the house trying to find something that might have Chasity's DNA on it, but I'm already sure that I will find some of it in her hair brush. The others are just doing some minor cleaning around the place too because the interior of this house had not been touched for almost six months now. I decided to walk inside of her bedroom and I almost regret doing so. This is the place where we had that special night...that night when we just let go of other things to hold each other...say that we love each other and will do everything and anything to remain that way. I sighed heavily as I stared at the bed, gosh, if I only can hold her now.

"Soon, I know you're alive, and I will find you wherever you are." I whispered to myself and went back to search her things again. I opened her cabinet and drawers, finding all the things in the right places. Finally, I saw her blue hair brush and I just gave out a low laugh when I saw strands of hair stuck on it.

I took the blue hair brush and saw that there are a lot of her hair in there and I know this will be enough to get her DNA. I put the brush inside my bag, but I didn't leave her bedroom yet. I was stuck staring at the pictures that are placed in her walls, it was our pictures, pictures of her with some fans, with her brothers, and with the whole band. There are also pictures of her being Chase. I was looking at her in every picture and her smile never changes, it was genuinely stunning and I can't wait to see that again soon. I walked out of the bedroom, closing it behind, before going back to the others.

"Got it, guys. All we have to do is to get some of the corpse's DNA too." I said and I never think of how we will be able to do that.

"That may need some permit or something, but I've got that. What's important is we finally have Chasity's DNA. So, let's call this a day?" Andy said and we all agreed.

We went to our own ways after leaving Chasity's house and I finally had some time to call C now. I'm afraid that I have been so rude to her again and I should say sorry to her again.

"Hello?" I said the moment she picked up.

"Patrick! Well, how did it go?" she asked excitedly like I've never shouted at her the last time we're together.

"Uhm, hey, it went well...better than we thought actually. We got Chasity's DNA now, I mean something that contains her DNA." I said with a nervous laugh. "Um, look, I'm really sor--

"Forgiven and forgotten!" she told me and that rang so many bells inside my head.

That same phrase...that same voice and that same tone was all too familiar to me. It's like I was talking to my past...I was talking to someone who's considered dead. I really think that I won't have to search for Chasity now...because I think that she had found her way back to us already.

"Chasity." is the only thing that I murmured after what she told me.

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*One week later*

"Don't you guys see it, it's her!" I was again convincing my friends that Chasity might be C.

"Dude, we still don't know yet. We're still not sure if Chasity is...is...well, alive yet. We still don't have the corpse's DNA." Pete answered.

"Screw that! That will only give us further proof, I mean, can't you all feel that she's really alive?" I said. I honestly think that I may be going insane, but because of this, I'm feeling alive and cheerful again. I'm always busy thinking where could she be, what she might be doing and why wasn't she going back to us yet. I already made sure to myself that Chasity is alive, I know I'm not giving myself false hope...and I think C being here gives me more hope. I think she's Chasity.

"Patrick, we don't want to burst your bubble, but intuition is not enough in this kind of situation. We need scientific proof." Andy said.

"And not because C reminds us of Chasity so much, it doesn't mean that she's Chasity. She doesn't even remember any of us, especially you Patrick." Joe reasoned. "And have you forgotten? She was in a coma." he added.

"I know...but look, how long have she been in a coma?" I asked.

"One and a half year?" they all answered me.

"See! The same time when Chasity was with us, maybe she just forgot." I explained.

"She only forgot that PART of her life? How about her face? and the other details?" Pete asked. "Look, dud, we're not against you or anything, but please. C is with us and we can't let you think of that now. That might push you to do things you're not supposed to do. We're here for you and if your speculations are true, we're going to prove it, we just need some more time and patience. Okay?" he added.

I let out a sigh of defeat and just go with what Pet had said. In fact, he is right, I can't let myself think of all this and decide that all of it is true. As far as I know, my mind can just be playing with me right now, thinking all of this just to bring Chasity back to life. But I really know that she is, and I will be here to prove it.

Silence surrounded us after Pete talked. We were just sitting in the recording studio when C finally came back. She entered the room and suspiciously looked at us.

"What's going on?" she asked innocently. 

I have been with her these past few days, telling her stories about me and Chasity and that might be one of the reasons why I am associating her with Chasity. I have grown close to this girl, with the same voice, same attitude and cheerful personality like the girl that I love. Her resemblance to Chasity is obviously seen too...she that that genuinely stunning smile.

"Um, guys?" Andy suddenly talked that brought me back to reality again. "Bad news...We're not allowed to get some of the corpse's DNA...our request had been denied." Andy said and I just stared at him.

But, of course, I can't be stop now.

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*Chasity's P.O.V.*

This Chasity...sounds so much like me and I'm beginning to doubt myself now.

Patrick had been telling me stories about them and Chasity and I think that the girl might be my twin or something. I mean, everything she likes and does is the same thing that I may like or do, but of course, I'm keeping all of these to myself because I don't want Patrick to think that I'm taking credit of her personality of something. i don't want him to think that I may be that girl when I'm not.

I'm happy to see Patrick alive and cheerful again, but then again, these had been brought about by the fact that Chasity might still be alive, meaning, he really had not let go of her yet. I'm just thinking that what if we never had the proof that she's still alive or what if our speculations are wrong...what if she really is dead?

These 'what ifs' just grew stronger when we found out that our request to get the corpse's DNA was denied, I'm afraid that Patrick will go insane again or something, but I'm shocked that he remained calmed...which is probably not a good sign too.

I was about to go home the moment I thought they all have gone home, but Patrick caught up with me inside the elevator.

"Hey, I thought you left already?" I asked him.

"I need your help, Chasity." he asked me excitedly and I can already smell trouble.

"Let me guess, I can't say no to this now...right?" I asked him in defeat and besides, even if I know that whatever we'll be doing is illegal, I'm sure as hell I'll be helping this guy.

"You're getting better at guessing." he said with a smirk and just like...he found the new partner in crime he needs.

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