•F A T E• ➪𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕤 x 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

"others.."

~29thJuly~
•21:34pm•

*Samuel pov*

"..I've just told you! My friend was kidnapped for Fucks Sake! We were at a club and-... NO I can't wait! It's been six hours already, please you gotta-.. I understand but please you have to-...Hello? Hello Sir? AHH FUCK!"

Noah threw his smartphone on the couch beside me and sighed in frustration. We've been looking everywhere for (y/n).

We tried everything. But apparently the cops said to wait at least 24hours before filing a missing persons report.

Truth is, they didn't want to believe a bunch of highschoolers since we were at a club and were under the slight influence of alcohol. They felt it was just another prank.

That's the downside in this small town. No one ever listens and no one ever cares.

Anyone could possibly get away with anything they want. People walk by and act like they can't hear or that they're blind, heck, they'd even go mute given the right price. It's a messed up world , full of lunatics and stupid beings deemed unworthy of living.

I've always thought this, but it was (y/n) who made me think about the positive sides of life. She was the only one who kept me distracted or better yet, sane.

Noah finally sat down opposite me, ontop of a coffee table, blocking a jar that held a rose captive and restricted of oxygen which I had my gaze on the entire time. I wondered what kind of flower could have an abnormal shimmer and so very rich in colour , those thoughts were interrupted by another loud tired sigh escaping Noah's lips.

We were at (y/n)'s place in case she did come back. I was familiar with her pets and I kept Biscuit away from attacking Noah and Emma. It's been a while since I've seen her house, not much has changed except her curtains and a few minor stuff.

"Now what?" Gaining my attention I lift my gaze to him. I didn't know what to say, or how to react anymore. "...I don't know..."

"What do you mean you don't know? Heck you were running wild when we first found out (y/n) was missing but after we came here you stayed quite the entire time."

He wasn't wrong. I was going crazy realising she was gone. But...

*flashback* Samuel~

"We've searched everywhere, still no sign of her." Panting hysterically I searched around the nearest streets. Slowly feeling the tears threaten to fall.

"Let's go back to her house, maybe she's there or maybe she'll come back home." I handed the keys to Noah and hopped in the van as he drove to (y/n)'s place.

So much was going through my head. "I'll call the cops again once we reach there. Let's file a report and have them search for her." Noah sped through the neighborhood.

Looking down , I clenched the device that was stuck in my hands. 'maybe there's a clue here'

I decided to go searching (y/n)'s phone. We were close , so we shared everything with each other especially anything private. Upon viewing her messages, my eyes landed on a particular name and my body froze.

I stared at the contact for the entire ride, the messages were short but that still didn't bother me as much as the name did.

It was him, but what was odd, was that (y/n) had initiated the conversation claiming she was scared and that she felt someone had been in her house.

Messages of him actually reassuring her and calming her down, frightened me.

'he couldn't have done it right...he wouldn't , would he....if he's somewhat not involved then, we can't let the cops find out..I can't let him find out...No....I can't let that happen...not again.'