"You can let it go
You can throw a party full of everyone you know
And not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love
You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up"
When 20 year old Matilda moved down to London after growing up qu...
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Matilda
"She's gone missing"
Never in my life have I thought I would hear those words about my sister. The person I was supposed to keep safe is missing. She's never gone missing or run away from home. Well, I wouldn't know as I don't live there anymore. I have always tried my best to keep in contact but Mum won't allow her to have contact with me.
I feel helpless.
Feeling my breathing quicken I take a deep breath trying to calm myself down. I'm sorry but I'm not driving over to my hometown in a panic. I may have done it last time but not this time. I'm putting myself in danger. Not thinking of anything else but getting to my sister I dial a number that I see first in my recent contacts. Trying to keep my breathing steady I pick at the skin of my fingertips from keeping myself from going off into my head.
"Hello?" I feel my breathing stop even more. Why him? His voice rasped like I just woke him up from the sleep he was in. Even though I don't want to speak to him right now, his voice brings me a sense of comfort. The comfort that I needed since I saw him with another girl. The days have been long and lonely without him and just hearing his voice brings the comfort that I needed.
"H-harry" Tears well in my eyes from the emotion of knowing that my sister is lost but also just hearing the voice I've craved to hear for so long.
"Hey hey, what's wrong baby?" His voice seemed panicked as he noticed the emotion in my voice.
"I need you to pick me up and take me to my childhood town" I mumble feeling guilt settle in my mind knowing that I could have stopped this all. She could still be at home if I was there. Why did I leave her when I knew she would need me growing up?
"Okay I'll be there in two," He says, panicked.
Feeling a sense of loss and loneliness wash over me I stare at a wall thinking about how she could do this. Was back home that bad? Did she need me and I wasn't there to help her? I don't know the answer and these thoughts circulating around my head are making it worse. She could be alright as she could have just gone on a walk and hasn't told anyone. I mean I used to do that a lot. The one thought I just can't think of is that she's somewhere thinking if she is good enough for this world. If there's no Tia then there is no Matilda.
"Tilda? Baby?" I feel my breath stop hearing his voice down the hall of the apartment.
He came when I needed him the most.
As I see him stop at the doorway with worry written all over his face I feel pain knowing that he's hurting and right there that's when I forgot the hurt that he caused for me. I know it will still bother me but right now I need to focus on finding my sister more than anything else. Not thinking about my next action I collapse into his arms wanting to feel the comfort he gave me. I feel tears silently running down my face not for the fact that my sister is missing but for the fact that I'm in the arms of the person that hurt me the most. I know there are two sides to every story but I'm hoping that my story is different to his.
