It's been a week. A long dreadful week. Full of tears & worry. I have been freaking the hell out about Nathaniel. & so were his parents. Nate thinks his parents don't care about him. Well, if he were to see them now, he'd totally think otherwise. When I see Nate I am going to KILL him. I am worried to DEATH.
I'm just praying that he's safe & still in on whole piece.
What if he never comes back?
What if everything he said back in the forest was true?
What if he REALLY meant it all?
His words still played through my head like a song on replay.
It was a Friday night. I layed down flat on my stomach, completing my math homework. Picture Me Broken blasted through the speakers of my iPod dock.
"...Try to kill me now, you can't get close enough... But now I'm here. I hate this, life, I can't replace this..." I sang along. Trying to forget about Nate. But I couldn't. I got my cellphone & dialed Nate's house.
"Hello?" I heard a voice answer. It sounded tired, sad & stressed out.
"Any info of Nate Mrs.Jones?" I asked.
"Oh, Alice!" she said, sounding more enthusiastic. "No... I can't believe he would do something like this. I'm worried sick." she sounded even worse now.
"I know, I know. Me too." I said.
"I'll call if anything."
"Same here." I replied & hung up.
I called Nate. It rang & rang & rang. Hoping for an answer. But it went to voicemail.
"God Nate. Where are you?" I whispered to myself.
The police were on the search for him.
Nate's P.O.V
I had about 200 missed calls from my parents & Alice.
1,000 text messages from Alice.
And 40 voice-mails from both. I rolled down the car windows.
I took my mom's car when she was taking a shower & I left. Everyone was freaking out when in all reality I wasn't very far from them. I was parked by the town's park. I stood there for a week. Thank god they haven't came to check if I was here. I had no idea were to go. So I stood here. & I will until they find me.
I admit, I miss Alice. So much. & my parents. Buy I needed a break. I needed time to think.
Alice's P.O.V
My eyes slowly opened. I fell asleep ontop my math book & homework. Music still blasting.
I looked at my phone. 11:06. No new text messages. I heard Jake & mom arguing downstairs.
Jake's voice slowly started getting louder & louder. I turned off the radio. My mom tried to speak but then again, she was drunk.
"THIS IS DONE." Jake yelled at the top of his lungs.
Silence. Silence. Silence. Silence.
"No!" I heard mom weakly yell.
*BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM*
My heart raced & my eyes became wide.
God, please don't let that be what I think it is. I ran downstairs & what I saw made me become cold. I grew stiff. I didn't know how to react. But then I suddenly felt a rain of emotions pour onto me.
"OH MY GOD." I nearly yelled, the waterworks beginning.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
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We'll Brave This Storm
Teen FictionThis is the messy hell of a life of Alice Greyson. Through ups & downs, & twists & turns. From meeting new people, to loosing other people, Alice goes through it all with the help of her best friend Nathaniel Alex Jones. But then came an unfortunate...
