Broken Home | Michael Afton x Reader

25. revelations

Three days. It's been three days since the kids went missing and I had been a wreck. Mike had been here to comfort me and I couldn't be more appreciative. It hurt terribly knowing the kids were still missing, but I knew there wasn't much I could particularly do in the situation.

We lay on the couch snuggled up watching a movie trying to distract from our rather negative thoughts. The movie finally ends and Mike gets up, looking down at me.

"You want something to drink?" He asks.

"I'm good," I say, following him to the kitchen. He grabs a cup pouring a glass of juice. He chugs it rather quickly to my shock.

"I think I'm gonna stay at my parent's place for a few. I'm sure they wouldn't mind you coming if you wanted to." I sigh, leaning against the counter.

He nods, pulling his hoodie over his head. "As long as I'm not intruding."

"You won't be, trust me," I assure him. "I think we need all the support we can get right now."

"Henry wanted me to go over to help him with some things if that's okay with you. But I can always help him another day if you want me to stay with you." He asks making sure I'd be able to manage on my own.

I shake my head. "No, it's okay. I'll pack our things tonight and we can head over there tomorrow."

"Hey, I love you." He says in a comforting voice kissing the top of my forehead.

I smile softly tears starting to fill my eyes. Anything he could've said would've set me off at this point. I was a wreck to put it lightly. "I love you too Mike."

"Listen, they'll find them. I just know it." He says caressing my cheek with his thumb. His eyes were full of care, I could tell he wanted to fix the problem with everything in him.

"I hate this Mike. I just want them to be safe and it sucks knowing I can't do anything about it."

"I know, I get it. I hate seeing you this upset."

"I hate being this upset. And I hate not knowing if they're okay or not." I cry stressed out beyond belief.

"You sure you don't want me to stay with you?" He asks making sure I'd be okay. I couldn't have been more thankful for Mike being here for me at my worst.

"It's okay, I promise. You sitting here and grieving isn't gonna help, no offense." I didn't want to stop him from his plans, especially because I knew him being here wouldn't necessarily help the situation.

"None taken. Just call Henry if you need anything." He says.

I nod. "Will do."

While Mike is gone, I start packing our things. During the time alone, my mind raced with so many thoughts.

What actually happened to them?

Did someone kidnap them?

Were they even alive?

I hated to admit that I couldn't think of anything positive to make me feel better. I had no clue what even remotely happened to them. It made my skin crawl. They were so young too, they probably wouldn't be able to fend for themselves.

I bring our suitcases down, taking a quick breather. As I set the suitcases down the phone starts ringing. I walk over to the phone quickly grabbing it. I assumed it had been my mother calling with some sort of update.

"Hey."

"Hello [Y/N]," Chills instantly ran down my body. I could instantly hear the condescending tone in his voice.

"What do you want William?" I ask annoyed. With everything going on right now, he was the last person I wanted to speak to.

But something didn't feel right. He's never called me before. I'm not even sure if Henry gave him my phone number since Henry called about anything work-related.

He chuckles. "I think you know why I'm calling."

"No, I don't," I say making sure he could hear the absolute annoyance in my voice.

That's when it all clicked.

The kids going missing. It all made sense. How could I have been so stupid?

"No," My jaw dropped. My heart immediately started racing. I couldn't believe it.

"I'm surprised you didn't realize sooner. I thought you were smarter than that." He replies. I could basically hear his shit-eating smirk.  He had a point though. How did I not even think of him being an option?

Now wasn't the time for me to question things though.

"You better not do anything to them!" My voice cracks. I look down at my shaking hand. "If you hurt those kids I swear to God—"

"You know where I am. We have much to discuss."

The line then went dead, and now I was only able to hear my heartbeat in my ears. Michael had still been over at Henry's house. I had no time to call him. I had to make sure the kids were okay. Time had been crucial, they could be hurt, or worse.

I quickly grab my keys, sprinting out of my apartment to my car. My mind raced with a million thoughts at a million miles per minute.

I had to make sure they were okay.

a shorter chapter but these next few chapters are gonna be longer as we get towards the end :)