The Vacation

Chapter 12

Hopes POV: I had a bad fight with Josie and slept on the couch. Even though I could hear her pleading voice I didn't once give in or turn around to face her. Maybe if I had turned around things would be different. Maybe if I had gone to bed with her things would be different. Maybe if I wasn't so stubborn and selfish things would be different. But that's not how this story goes.

I wake up this morning to stillness. No breathing. No moving. No Josie. At first I didn't think anything of it. That was until I saw the window. The open window to be precise. I looked out the window and the wind hugged my cheeks. Then it burned so I pulled my head in shutting the window. I ran out the door searching every room from inch to inch.

I even got Lizzie and Mg to search to incase I was missing something. But I wasn't and she was gone. Where I don't know. All I know is she wouldn't leave one through the window two without telling anyone and three in the dark. I wish it want true but I think she got kidnapped.

Lizzie and I have no clue who but we are all gonna sit down and play out all the posable people who would do this. "Maybe it's Penelope. You know her evil ex? But the only thing that would stop that is she far away," Lizzie suggested.

"That could be it but I think it has to be someone down here. Maybe an enemy Jo has down here? Maybe someone who is envious of her?" I suggested then something clicked.

"The man! The one at the club he was hitting on Josie!" I yelled and pounded on the table.

"Yes, but how would he know where we are staying?" Mg asked. "He didn't follow us home. At least from what I saw," he looked puzzled. We were all quiet for another moment anxiety filling in me.

"What about the person in the woods. Jo said she saw someone...," I added slowly. Lizzie nodded agreeing with my statement. All I know is.. nothing. I know nothing.

"We need to go look for her," Mg said. I suddenly felt like throwing up. Maybe it was a the idea that she was actually gone. I ran to the bathroom and started to throw up. Lizzie following close behind held my hair well Mg rubbed my back.

"I can't," I whispered "I can't lose her," Lizzie helped me to a chair in the living room. Mg looked confused.

"I know. I know Hope. It's gonna be okay," she got down on her knees to level with my eyes. Okay. That's what broke me. I started sobbing uncontrollably. In out. In out. I tried to clam down like my therapist told me but I couldn't. The world was spinning but it slowed when I heard Lizzie.

"Hey Hope. Look at me. Shh its gonna be okay. We'll find her," she whispered in a clam tone. She started rubbing my arms.  It's okay. Everything will be okay. That's what I told myself. When I finally calmed down I was in the embrace or my two best friends. God I love them.

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Hour one of searching: We took the car and went around the neighborhood, downtown, and we looked outside the abandoned house debating if we want to go in. "Of course we need to go in it's Josie she's talking about," I stated straightforward linking arms with Lizzie.

"Right," She agreed we stepped forward. But she stopped abruptly. "I mean of course we are going to go in but what if she's not in there and we get kidnapped ourselves," she opened her eyes wide.

"Then I can brake us out," I paused "wait Mg since I'm not a tribrid yet I can't but Mg can you super hear or whatever and see if you can hear something?" I asked now looking at Mg. He nodded and we all went silent.

"No.. no one's there," he sighed grabbing Lizzies hand.

I looked down and we all stayed silent until Lizzie said "We can try the woods. We can't give up," the thing was that I was never going to give up. I will always search for her and fight for her because shes.. my best friend. So that's what we did tried the woods.

Hour two of searching: We are now in the woods. "Josie! Josie! Jo!" I called over and over. It was still day time so I could see farther then what a flashlight could ever do. This also took us hour three, four, and five because it's so big and it has so much ground to cover.

After hours six I have tried to text her a total of six times, five calls, and a voice mail. The voice mail says- well nevermind what it says no one reads their voice mail anymore. "Hey Hope," a voice says. I jump out of my skin and whip around.

"What Mg," I breathed out relaxing.

"Lizzies getting tired we can search in the morning. I see your tired to we aren't gonna get any farther if we all pass out in the middle of the woods," he talked calmly rubbing Lizzies arm.

"What! No we need to search longer. I can go longer," I protested crossing my arms.

We bickered more before I finally gave in. Tears filled in my eyes. Why couldn't we just find her.

His POV: She mine. She's finally mine. K walk in the basement. It has only one door and no windows. It's far in the woods no one will ever find out. She's crying in the corner. I take her vulnerability as a sign to get to know her underneath her clothes.

A/n Hey guys this one's a little longer but thanks for sticking with it! The characters have a long road ahead of them so read on to find out.

Word count: 1005