The Home Of L/n

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M/n POV;

Where is she? She left thursday and now it's sunday..

"So where have you last seen her?" the officer asked, we've called the police 12 times and they got irritated and stated this to be the last interview, "Here, she asked if it was okay to go to some neon place, i dont know wherelse because she only asked" My husband explained.

The police stopped scribbling on the paper for a second and clicked his pen, "N-neon?" my husband and i were surprised, maybe he knew where.

We both nodded and held hands, "Yes, yes officer.. Do you perhaps know where or what is that neon place?" i asked, the police officer nodded and sighed. "No choice but i can't help you ma'am and sir.. Its a dangerous place" my heart shattered and i felt tears welm up.

"What do you mean you can't help us!? We've called 12 fucking times and you decline the investigation for our daughter!?" my husband yelled, i sighed and held him. "you can go now officer, be careful" i smiled and shooed him.

The officer walked to his car and closed the door, the lights were red and blue, it showed throughout the streets. I held my husbands hand and went inside.

"Mom! Have you found her!?" B/n asked, worryingly i sighed and shook my head no.

B/n fell to the ground, crying, i sighed and cried also.

"Oh y/n, where are you?"

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