◆𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗦 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗘 (𝗬/𝗡) 𝗛𝗔𝗗 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗗. Throughout those five months I felt as though I've been going crazy. The boy I had been in love with since childhood, just gone. And no one seemed to care, either. The police acts as if he had just ran away, and he'll come back eventually. But he didn't run away! He hates running, period. So to completely leave? Why? Sure he wasn't the happiest, but he didn't hate his life here. His parents didn't care either. It was no surprise, they always were negligent.
I still remember that day all those months ago. The day he hugged me back.
At the time I was overjoyed. My crush, hugging me! It still brings warmth to my chest. But at the same time, I wish I hadn't talked to (Y/N) at all that day. Because it feels as though his disappearance was my fault, somehow. If I hadn't touched him, talked to him, then he wouldn't have gotten kidnapped- or worse. I bit my lip anxiously- I hope there wasn't a 'worse'. Of course, being kidnapped wasn't good, but it's better than being dead.
"Tristan! Wait up!" I already knew who it was, without looking. I smiled. It was Vivian. Vivian was one of the only people who believed me when I said (Y/N) didn't run away. She was also a pretty good friend. Her long white hair bobbed up and down as she ran. "You're back at school already? Shouldn't you be with your brother in the hospital?" Her smile didn't falter, "Hm? Oh, please! Lyra's fine. But, I have to admit, whoever broke into his shop messed him up pretty bad. There was blood everywhere. I'm not worried though. Big bro's strong, he'll recover fast." I smiled and nodded, "That's good to hear."
"But what about you? How are you?" "Me?" "Yes! Have you found any leads yet to find your boyfriend yet?" My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "H-He's not my boyfriend!! And, leads? I haven't been searching for any.. What do you expect me to do? Sherlock my way through this? I'm a high-schooler, not a detective!" She giggled and bumped my shoulder, "Not with that attitude you aren't! C'mon, use your brain a little. Have you got any idea at all what happened to him? Any ideas are good, 'specially since the police aren't doing their job- ya know, like usual." I was silent for a moment. "There's one thing.. but it sounds stupid to me." "Well? What is it? It doesn't matter if it's stupid, we just need something to work with right now."
"A few days, before (Y/N) went missing, he said something to me. He didn't seem concerned about it at the time, so I thought nothing of it. He showed his phone to me and was like 'This idiot keeps texting me for some reason! It's so annoying, I just wanna punch this idiot in the face! Like, how'd he even get my number?!' I never got to ask him about it, since the bell rang right after. And then he went missing, a few days later.. That's all I have."
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"Are you fucking stupid? I'm sorry, don't answer. I already know you are." I sighed, "Yeah, I know. That probably means nothing right- "No! That means everything!! No way it's a coincidence that some stranger got his number and kept spamming him, then he just 'randomly' went missing! That stranger is obviously some obsessed stalker!!" I stopped walking. "Wow. I really am dumb. Holy shit. This- this could've been preventable if I wasn't so dumb! It really is my fault." "What? No! Okay, listen here", She wrapped her arm around me shoulder- which was a bit awkward since she was shorter, "It's not your fault, Tristan. You weren't the one who kidnapped him, no? It's that bastard kidnapper's fault. I'm just saying, if you put in a little more thinking, we could've been trying to find him a little quicker. But, it's fine. Don't feel bad, okay? Because now we got a lead, and that means there's a higher chance of finding him."
I sighed and nodded sadly. "..Shouldn't we tell the police?" "You think they're gonna do something about it?" "No." "Then, no. Listen we might be a couple of idiots but two idiots are better then no one searching at all, right?" "Hehe, yeah." "That's the spirit! Now, c'mon, we gotta go and find your boyfriend! Which includes walking the other way form school and going to Starbucks instead! I need my latte before my detective work."
