Blurred Lines

~Love Me Or Leave Me~

Taylor's POV:

It's been 5 days. 5 days since Kali went missing. 5 days since I've spoken to her. 5 days since I've seen her. 5 days since I've heard her laugh. 5 days since I've seen her smile.

5 days since I've eaten. 5 days since I've slept. 5 days since I left this bedroom. 5 days since I left her bed. 5 days since I started laying with her favorite shirt next to me every night. It's been 5 days since my heart shattered into pieces.

The police told us it's 48 hours before we need to start thinking the worst. It's been 120 hours. And we haven't heard a thing.

I haven't spoken to anyone. Tristan comes by and attempts to get me to eat or shower, or say something. But I can't. Not when this is all my fault.

Kali is gone because of me. Because I was so focused on getting drunk and having a good time I left her alone. She needed me and I wasn't there. After all the time she was there for me when I needed her, the one time she needed me I was nowhere to be found.

She was probably screaming for me. Begging me to find her. Or maybe she was praying that I went outside and saw her, or thought to look for her. But I didn't. Not until it was too fucking late.

I've cried so much I physically can't cry anymore. Nothing would come out, just dry sobs and hiccups. I just want Kali back. I just want to know if she's okay. What if she's gone? What if it's too late? I'll never get to tell her I love her again.

She was probably so scared. I hope she's not in any pain. I couldn't bear to think that she was in pain. I wish my brain would stop thinking about her. The more I think the more I wanna scream. I just need to know she's ok.

I just want to know that she's alive. Is that too much to ask? Why her of all people? Kali is the nicest, sweetest, most gentle, kind soul I know. She wouldn't hurt anyone. Not even if they deserved it. Well, not too much anyway.

She doesn't deserve this. All the evil people in the world and this happens to Kai. What has she ever done? But I guess that's life right? Bad things happen to good people while bad people walk around freely. If that son of a bird would've stayed in the loonie bin where he belongs she would be ok.

She would be here. With me. We could be eating cookies and laughing about how drunk I was last night. But here I am. Alone. And she's out there, scared and alone.

I just wish I could do something. But I fucking can't. I have no clue what fucking happened, where she was, where they went. NOTHING! I'm useless and she has to suffer because of it.

Brandon's POV:

"Nothing. I found nothing. The apartment was clean, nothing but furniture and food in the fridge. Clothes were gone, shoes, toothbrush everything," Tristan said as he and Nick walked into my room.

"I checked old homes. Any place he's stayed in I checked. There's nothing" Nick said, sighing. We've been at this for days. None of us have slept. None of us have eaten. All we've done is look. That's all we can do.

If we lose Kali, we'll lose the part of us that kept us sane. We're all so good at keeping ourselves together, because she thought we were the sweetest people she ever met.

And soon we started believing it. But without her, who's gonna believe that? No one. and with no one to believe it, the truth will come out. It's inevitable.

"Have you heard from Austin?" Tristan asked. I sighed and shook my head.

"Nothing. And I doubt we will until we find Kali," I said, rubbing my head.