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WARNINGS: smut, alcohol, drugs, explicit language, panic attacks / anxiety, murder, crime, suicide
Noah Sebastian x Fem!Reader
I was lost, but now I'm found
Under the lights and in the sounds
So let us sing and sing it loud
That we're...
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MPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE: This chapter is not new to the story yet. I have edited all the chapters and therefore have cut some into different parts, since I felt that they were too long. Now, the longest chapter is 6k words rather than 10k lol. I have changed some things in the story / edited all the chapters, so this chapter is not new new to the story. But I encourage you to re-read if you have already read this story so far!! If you're new, welcome, and I hope you're enjoying this world I've created thus far <3 (Anything beyond this chapter will be completely new!)
Soon, I'll kill my final piece of evidence... and soon, I'll have control of Fidelio.
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RUFFILO
With my phone in hand, I paced back and forth across the room. Jolly and Folio's eyes tracked my every movement, while Juice mewed from Folio's lap. Despite their attempts to comfort me, not even a cute cat could cheer me up right now. I couldn't take my eyes off the screen, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.
I ran my thumb across the glass to refresh the app once more. No new messages. Clicking the call button for the hundredth time I almost screamed once it rang until voicemail again.
"Noah's been gone for hours." I swallowed harshly, "and there's still no trace of Y/N."
"Nicky-" Jolly began, standing up from the couch to place a soothing hand on my shoulder, stopping my pacing briefly, "I'm sure Noah's fine- he's probably freaking the fuck out looking for Y/N. Maybe even went to the cafe and Sammy's to fill her bosses in..."
My stomach sunk at his words, and my mind began to race. Something didn't feel right. I knew Noah, and something felt wrong. He told me he was going to go to the cemetery to clear his mind- and I don't think he wouldn't go find Y/N by himself, not after everything that happened. He knew we were stronger in a group.
I shook my head, refreshing my phone for the hundredth time before moaning in frustration, "No. I think he's in trouble."
"He's probably still at the cemetery," Nick reassured me, standing up with Juice in his arms.
"Can we go look?" I asked, eying both of them as I pressed call, ringing Noah again. No answer.
"He took Y/N's car so we'd have to walk..." Jolly groaned.
Nick snorted, "Walking is for plebs. Let's just Uber."
"Really?" I sighed, giving my brothers a look of relief that they'd come with me.
