Harper

SHE'S GONE

Caroline's pov:

After my daughter dropped the bombshell that she was pregnant, I was left utterly flabbergasted. The notion of becoming a grandmother had never crossed my mind, not even in my wildest dreams. "So, you lied to us?" I inquired, desperately hoping for a different response.

"Yes," she replied bluntly, without a hint of remorse. I gazed at her for a moment and then abruptly left the room. It might have seemed callous, but I couldn't bear to remain there. I felt like I had failed my daughter, as if I had allowed this situation to unfold. The thought that kept reverberating in my mind was the possibility that she might have been subjected to a heinous act.

As I pushed open the door to my room, I collapsed onto the floor, overcome with grief. I despised everything and everyone at that moment. First, she had been abused, and now we were confronted with the news of her impending motherhood. Tears streamed down my face for what felt like an eternity, and I could sense a pounding headache building within me. After wiping away my tears, I glanced at myself in the mirror. My hair was dishevelled from all the times I had run my hands through it. My eyes were swollen and crimson from incessant weeping, and my lips were parched—a common occurrence when I cried.

Seated on the edge of my bed, I found myself lost in contemplation when Ty, sensing my desolation, entered the room. His pained expression mirrored his inner turmoil at witnessing my anguish. Drawing closer to him, I sought solace in his embrace, allowing a few stray tears to escape. In that moment, his whispered words served as a soothing balm as I succumbed to exhaustion and drifted into slumber.

Upon awakening, the plaintive cries of an infant pierced the stillness of the room. Bewildered, I scanned my surroundings but found no source for the sound. Dismissing it as a figment of my imagination, I glanced at the time on my phone – 9:22 am. With a heavy sigh, I proceeded to the bathroom to freshen up, washing away the remnants of despair from my countenance.

*

Descending the stairs, I was acutely aware of my tardiness for dinner. A silent apology lingered on my lips as I took my seat, ignoring the concerned gazes that bore into me. It was as if I had regressed into a moody teenager, wrapped in my own world of despondency.

Lost in my thoughts and the food before me, it took a moment before I realised that Harper had not yet joined us. A pang of confusion and worry gripped me as I scanned the room, failing to find her presence. The absence gnawed at my insides, igniting a sudden shift in my mood that threatened to betray me once more. I blinked back the gathering glossiness in my eyes, refusing to appear weak before my loved ones.

The remainder of the meal passed in an uneasy silence, each of us retreating into our own thoughts as we finished our food. The air was heavy with unspoken words and unvoiced concerns, but I welcomed the quietude. It shielded me from their potential blame for whatever had befallen Harper.

As everyone dispersed to their respective corners of the house, I found solace in the solitude of my room. The weight of insecurity settled upon me like an oppressive shroud, and I couldn't help but feel like an insecure teenager once more.

I walked up to my room, my heart heavy with guilt. I needed to apologise to Harper, but I knew it would be difficult. I laid my head down on my pillow, contemplating how to approach the situation. Just as I was about to drift off, I heard Ty calling for a family meeting downstairs. Great, I thought, now I'd have to apologise during the family meeting.

I carefully made my way downstairs, still planning my apology speech. I sat down silently, avoiding eye contact with my sons. Hansel asked if I was okay, but I quickly replied, "I'm fine," cutting him off mid-sentence. My family was shocked by my response, but one look from me was enough to silence them, except for Hardin. "What do you mean you're fine? I heard you crying in my room," he said, clearly agitated. Hades stepped in, telling Hardin to "drop it."

I felt like a teenager being scolded by her brothers. It was an uncomfortable and embarrassing feeling. Ty entered the room, his anger palpable. "Go get Harper Hayden," he commanded, and Hayden, visibly nervous, flinched. 

We were patiently waiting for Harper when we heard Hayden scream her name in fear. We got up alert and ran to her room to see it empty.

"Where the fuck is she?" Hardin asked, screaming at Hayden who was in full-blown tears as he read the note left for us.

Dear Biological's,

I want you to know how sorry I am, I may not be a perfect sister or daughter, but I am truly sorry for the burden I have become.

I am sorry for lying and disgracing this family. I seek your forgiveness for the same.

Please don't look for me, you're better off without me.

Caroline,I never wanted to be the reason for your tears.

You've been nothing but nice to me, and I hope one day I get to pay u back for all that you've done.

Hardin and Hunter, I am very sorry for making you dislike me,I don't know what I did, but I sincerely apologise. Forgive me, brothers.

Your sister/daughter

Riley white.

With every part I read, it became harder and harder to breathe. I was scared and relieved at the same time. Scared that Harper might be in trouble, and relieved that she mentioned her love for us. I couldn't believe what was happening.

As I tried to piece together the events leading up to her disappearance, the world around me began to spin. Black dots started clouding my vision, and before I knew it, I was in the arms of my son Hunter, who caught me before I could reach the floor.

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A/N: Hey guys, just figured out that you need other people's point of view, so I'm going to be making them. I don't really know how to, bit I'm going to try.

I love you guys and I hope you have a wonderful day. 💗

NEEEXT CHAAAAPTEEEERRRR!!!!!!!!!!!  👉 👉 👉