i painfully unlocked my phone and went on messages, scrolling down to see the old messages mark had sent me.
it's been days mark, where are you?
a week ago, a missing report had been sent off, of mark heathcliff - my best friend. during school, he started acting weird, isolating himself from others.
he wouldn't speak to anyone, he was there physically but wasn't with us mentally.
it hurt me to see him like this, so one day we both sat down and i asked him what happened, he didn't reply, nor look at me in my eyes.
now, he's gone, missing. somewhere. his house is empty, not a trace left of any human activity.
today, mandela county police department finally issued a local neighbourhood search for us to find mark. it began in a hour.
i put my phone to the side, getting up and picking an outfit to wear.
after getting ready, i walked downstairs to see my parents watching the tv. it was the news, showing marks old picture and the word "missing" ontop.
then, a video of a police officer began playing, telling the camera to everyone watching how the police will work hard to find mark.
bullshit.
my parents looked at me, giving me reassuring smiles, "don't worry y/n, we'll all look for him." i nodded in response and grabbed my shoes, putting them on before getting my bag ready.
i took a flashlight, some money, pepperspray and a mask.
i opened my front door, closing it behind me i looked around. the day was beginning to turn to night.
walking on the pavement, i saw a bunch of people in groups walking around. they must be looking for mark too.
i put my mask on, covering my nose down i walked past the clusters of people and turned my flashlight on, my feet crunching the piled up leaves that led to the small forest down my road.
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in the forest
"y/n!" i heard a familiar voice call me, barely into the forest, i turn around to see cesar sprint after me. i let him catch up, as he stops a metre away from me and drops on his knees, heaving.
"it's dangerous to go all on your own, idiot! come with me, jonah and adam." he insinuates. "i'm fine cesar, i just wanna be alone for now."
cesar gets up off his knees, and scrunched his nose, "you're acting weird, just like mark, so either you come with me or you're getting dragged by me out of here."
i roll my eyes, turning around i continue deep into the forest, i don't hear footsteps so i turn back around to make sure cesar was there, but he was gone.
without a sound.
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a hour later
it's only been a hour, my phones down by 26% and my voice keeps getting hoarse by shouting mark's name. i retrace my steps and call his name out again, only to find nothing as a reply.
"mark, you bastard." i whisper to myself.
i leave the forest, the groups of searchers seemed to dissappear within the space of two hours.
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Fanfiction⛧THE MANDELA CATALOGUE ONE-SHOTS!! [PT.2] started - march 26th 2024 ended - ? ⛧ characters i will do: --> mark heathcliff --> cesar torres --> alt cesar torres --> jonah marshall --> adam murray --> liutenant thatcher davis --> officer ruth weaver ...