Red's Family Diner

Chapter 23

June 4th, 1971

Wilbur Beloved –

"Hey, Nova...sorry about...everything. I...I wasn't myself...call me back when you can!" I spoke having whispered the last part, and hung up as Glam paced around the house. "Wilbur...you were the last person to talk to her right?" They begged as I nodded. The memory is slightly tainted and taken over with a breakdown and fear realizement. How my hallucinations are starting to get...slightly more real. And how Nora has always disappeared whenever I managed to see Maddie. "Ouughh...you didn't do anything, right?" They asked. I once again nodded again in response. I didn't realize how possessive I got and forced her to see Maddie...shit did–Did Hexune do something? Does it know something that Nova did? "I'm...sorry Glam. I'll drop you off at the police station and I'll check your house." I suggested as they nodded. Not even upset at the idea of me snooping around their home. "It's just...whenever someone goes missing after talking to you it's always the last scenario you can think of." They said walking out of the house as I trailed after. Another fun fact Glam never added was how it also rains like a horrid sign. Not like I need another framed murder...I don't know whatever that Angel or Hexune or those... hallucinations did to Nova...That sounds crazy adding my delusions to the mixture. "Listen I know but I promise you all I did was come home drunk and spot her there. She was telling me how she wanted to stay with me for a while before coming back. All I did was just...kick her out." I spoke, entering and turning on the car. Glam sliding next to me as they looked at me. "You were drunk?" They spoke, sounding more confined. "Uhm...yeah I was with a friend," I said, a small blush forming on my face as I shook it off and pulled out of the driveway. "With a friend?" Glam asked again, tilting their head more. "Yeah, but that's not important to the story. We're focusing on Nova." I said, snapping Glam out of their very redeemable gossip personality. "Yeah...alright...but if she's fine you better tell me about this friend. I thought you'd be alone during the rest of your life after Maddie so this is shocking." They said, turning their head to look out the window as the rain battered against the windows.

I dropped Glam off at the police station to make a civil disappearance call as I drove off. Glam ran back towards the car earlier, with their coat over their head insisting the cops would allow them to drive over so I should just get a head-start. My hands tapped the wheel as I took short and fast breaths. What if I did...accidentally kill her? Not even with my set will? I bit my lip as I could taste my blood surface. "Please...Please be fine." I begged, watching the rain grow worse. Almost as if the heavens were trying to make it impossible for me to see the light.

I arrived and the rain had hit its worst. The wind battered against me and it felt rather like an insult to my body mass that I managed to not fly away. I was soaked when I entered the house, placing my soaked coat on the hanger before looking around. The house was rather...still. My breathing hitched as I could've sworn I was back at the trailer park. I shook my head, ignoring the horrible and still realization. Their house was always one story, which made more sense since it was only the two of them. The TV was blaring with the local news channel, declaring to stay home as a possible hurricane could be arriving. Ironic, severally ironic. The wind from the outside screamed through the house as I trailed around. "Nova?...Nova?" I called out, trying to not leave much of a mess from my wet shoes. I walked towards the living room. Hoping to find her just passed out on the couch–but saw nobody. I went around to the back of the house, checking out their storage and only finding old college memorabilia from the two. But no Nova hiding in the space.

If I was an emotional wreck of a woman...ok no bad idea since now this small town knows I was a woman...If I was an emotional wreck of an expecting mother (ok that works better) and my husband didn't want kids and my best friend declined hospitality to me...where would I hide?