When Sloan Casey was at her lowest point at 17, she met Alex Abrams. Though sheltered it was almost as if Alex brought her back to life through her struggles. But after falling for Alex, the last thing she expected was for him to ghost her.
But what...
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After receiving a text today from her. I was infinitely worried, because she didn't want to meet at our dorm. She'd been missing for over a week.
Thinking about it, now I'm worried it isn't her. Maybe I should've called the police. But I wanted her to be okay, I wanted her explanation to me. I wouldn't evidently reveal myself unknowingly to a soul. I'd find her myself.
But as it's 11:02 and I scan around and she's yet to be seen I worry. It's only two minutes I know, but Lila was an on time type of girl. The thought of being late scares the 'sugar' as she'd say out of her.
Then I see her. Her long brunette locks in tact and her face unseen from harm. She stands within a crowd of students staring back at me.
But with eyes of uncertainty, of fear. My best friend, the only real family I had left, stood scared just twenty feet away.
I wanted to shout her name, but I refrain and instead I open my arms to her. To let her know it's okay to come home, to come back to me.
And with that she comes running, as fast as she possibly can with her pacemaker. Then she catches my embrace and I hold her as she cries, and I to cry. I cry with her enduring whatever pain she's experienced. Because nothing else matters, she was safe here and now in my arms.
I loosen the space in between us and lift her face to view it fully. A nervous look is shared and I could tell something was off.
"Where the hell have you been" I was fueled with concern based off of fear. If anyone harmed her, if she wasn't safe. It was all scary, but what she said next, scared me even more.
"I can't say" her lips quiver in fear. But I'm left in disbelief, a disappearance with no explanation but that.
"The fuck do you mean you can't, I was worried sick. I thought you were kidnapped or worse Lila" I thought you died and I did nothing to stop it from happening.
I was harsher than I should've been. But seeing her here now and without an explanation horrifies me. Because that means she's in danger and yet again I can't protect her.
"I went to the police, there's a god damn search for you" my words are harsh but they are out of love. To know that I didn't give up, that I've been searching, that she's not some void in my life who doesn't exist. She's my best friend, and I would send out an army to find her if need be.
Because she's family, she's my family.
I take her back into my arms holding her again. My tears sink down onto her, because what if I lost her. What if another friend of mine gone for no reason or cause. I can't afford to lose another person right now. But most importantly it can't be my sister.
"I can't tell you, I wish I could, but to protect you I can't" protect me? After all of this she's trying to protect me, I wasn't worthy of protection. She was the one with the glass heart. But I'd never call her out for it, but I'm cautious. Because she needed the protection.
