the world should know you're mine- stefanielle

thirty three

danielle

hour 8

i lay on the bed hoping peter never comes back. my body is in pain. i don't know if i can do this the rest of my life, or even much longer. my mind jumps to stefania. i wonder what she's doing right now? she's probably searching for me herself by now, if not soon. i wouldn't want her to search for me all just to find me dead. and what about our future. we wouldn't get it. i can do this. i need to think of a plan now. i need to get smart. i sit up on the bed and look around the room. the only things here i could use as a weapon would be furniture. some might be too heavy, considering i'm pretty weak. the lamp could work? i could break the light and have glass. i could poke his eyes, gross but it would work. and i could hit him with the other parts of the lamp too. i'll have to make sure i can get out of the door first. then, i can run out and scream and try to find help. that sounds perfect.

"danielle, are you hungry?" i hear. good, more energy for my plan.

stefania

hour 9

everyone dies down and it is quiet here. i wonder what time it is. nobody has come up to me since i talked earlier. i havent talked since. all i can think about is danielle. i want her. i need her to be okay. i cant believe they let that horrible man escape. i slowly sit up for the first time in forever. i look around the room to see everyone just sitting at the table. nobody's talking, they've all just kept to themselves. i slowly stand up and walk over to the table. i pull out a seat and join them. they all look up at me surprised.

"what time is it?" i ask. jay shows me his phone and i sigh. it's been nine hours. why haven't they found her yet. i put my head down on the table. i've been through every thought and i think i'm a little more calm. or put together. i feel my stomach rumble. i stand up and grab some pizza. it's completely silent here. i find my phone and sit down at the table again. i set it down in front of me and the screen lights up. the lock screen of me and danielle. my heart aches. i flip it over and eat my pizza. i can't go on my phone while the love of my life is missing. the detective has not called back. i'm worried they're not good enough to find her. "what if we don't find her." i choke out. i don't dare look at anyone knowing if i do, i will definitely let go of my emotions. i feel their eyes on me.

"i don't know." barrett says softly.

"what if we do, but she's dead." i am shocked by my own words. i never thought i would say that out loud. it's becoming too real now.

"it would be hard." barrett says after a few moments.

"but let's not think about that stef." jay adds on. i nod slightly.

"it's been nine hours." i sigh.

"yes. it has." jay confirms.

"i miss her already."

"we all do." jaina chimes in.

"i hate him."

"we do too." barrett says and holds my hand. i look up at the three people sitting with me. i feel a tear fall down my face.

"are we supposed to just sit here and wait. why can't we go look for her ourselves? i bet we would do better jobs." i say letting some anger out. tears fall in frustration. nobody says anything.