My eyes flicker open and out of habit, my arm reaches over for Herah's shoulder. I frown, feeling her side of the bed empty.
She's probably in the bathroom...
I look around, finding the dark bathroom open and unoccupied.
Later;
It's currently been around four hours since anyone had seen or heard from Herah.
I'm beyond worried and pissed all at the same time.
"Do you want to go now?" My mom asks, sitting near me as my foot bounces up and down in anxiety.
"Yes," I say, half cutting her off with my head down.
"Ok. Are you sure-?" She continues.
"I'll check in with you. I got it ma..." I say, walking out and heading to my car.
Herah has been absent since this morning... After I had woken up, she was indeed...just gone. As if she never existed at all and I had made this whole f*cking thing up.
I am fighting not to grasp certain thoughts that I cannot fathom right now. It feels like my brain is going to explode if I even consider one.
Driving throughout the city, my eyes search every street and corner. I contacted Herah's family, only to worry them unnecessarily. They had heard nothing from Herah either.
My thumb taps the steering wheel as I anxiously count the hours that lead up to getting the police involved, giving up all hope.
I don't even know... She's never done this before.
Despite those thoughts, could someone have snuck into our room, drugged her and taken her out of the house while I slept?
I shake my head.
No. The security system makes that impossible, that is why I had the best one installed. F*ck!
I circle the entire city, never closing my eyes or blinking as I keep my eyes peeled for Herah.
Her phone was not found at my place which indicates that she probably took it with her. She's just not answering it as it goes straight to voicemail.
Why'd she put her phone off? What if someone took her? What if she took off to another country? Why the hell is she doing this to me, now? Did I say something? I most definitely overestimated how well I knew her and all of her capable moves. I understood her, she always contacted me... But this... This isn't like her.
Without even realizing it, I try her phone one more time, waiting as it rings.
S*it! It's turned on!
The call ends as she doesn't pick up and I decide to track the phone.
The s*itty tracking app I had installed on her phone would only allow me to do so if her phone was on. Yes, changing that immediately once I find her.
I stop the car, typing as fast as I can. It comes up as unsuccessful as the signal here is clear.
S*it. F*ck!
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Fanfiction*This is a Xxxtentacion "realistic fanfic" so cautions on the mention of a fan experiencing X's death.* Herah, our main character, experiences a life with her celebrity crush, Xxxtentacion, ...or does she? Or will she ever? X has many secrets... Doe...
