The Disappearance in Liverstone

CHAPTER 8

"Ella. She's...she's...missing." Ella's mum, Fiona, said through the sobs. Maeve was sat on the sofa beside Fiona. Maeve couldn't believe it. Her best friend, vanished. Ella wasn't like this. She had a happy life, never sad. "Have you called the police?" Maeve tried to keep back the tears. Keep strong for Fiona. Fiona's head was in her hands. She shook her head. "I...I'm going...to go...to the station...now. They won't listen to me." Fiona tried so hard to talk, but she barely could. She was scared. Fiona tried to stand up but Maeve held her back. "Okay, my mums on her way. When she gets home, I'll call them." Maeve said, rubbing Fiona's back. "Go to the station...unless they won't listen!" Fiona cried.

The front door swung open and Maeve's mum came running in. Maeve moved over the sofa so her mum could sit between them. "It's okay Fiona. I heard the news." Maeve's mum said calmly. "I need to go to the station." Fiona wiped her nose on her sleeve then stood up. "Fiona. Stay here. Please, just call the police." Maeve's mum stood up as Fiona slowly walked away. Maeve was still sat down, examining the situation. Fiona suddenly stopped by the doorway. "THEY DON'T LISTEN, AMY! THE POLICE DON'T LISTEN!" Fiona screamed. Maeve was scared. She'd never hear Fiona shout, let alone scream. Fiona turned round to see Maeve's mum's confused face. "They don't listen...Amy. I've tried to call them. They say she has just got lost in the woods again. I have her location on my phone, but it just says she's at home. She left her phone." 

When Ella was 14, she went for a walk in Liverstone woods. She ended up getting lost. 

"Okay, I'll go with you." Maeve said, standing up. Maeve's mum turned round, confused. "What? Maeve, I'll go down." Maeve took a sharp inhale of breath. "I'm coming with you then." 

"Hello, welcome to Liverstone Police Station. Can I help you?" The lady at reception said. Maeve and her mum waited for Fiona to speak. "My daughter's missing." Fiona now had a touch of anger in her voice. "Okay, what's her name?" The lady looked at her computer. "Ella Davies." Fiona started going red. "Okay, we have already received a call on her missing. We are trying to do as much-" "YOUR DOING NOTHING!" Fiona interrupted. Maeve could feel the eyes of the people in the waiting room were on her. "Ma'am, please calm-" "MY DAUGHTER IS MISSING! AND YOU AREN'T DOING ANYTHING ABOUT IT!" Fiona slammed her hand on the marble front desk. The lady on the other side of the desk looked truly horrified. "Ma'am. I'm going to need you to calm down. Unless I will need to call-" The lady was interrupted once again. "My daughter is fucking missing and your workmates are doing fuck all. I just want someone to find my daughter." Fiona had surprisingly calmed down. Her breathing was heavy and fast. Maeve looked across to her mum. Her mum looked as horrified as Maeve. "Can I just speak to someone? I want to start the search, ASAP!" Fiona banged her hand on the desk again. The lady looked at her computer, then Fiona, then back to her computer. "Okay, I'll request an appointment." 

FIONA DAVIES' RECORDED INTERVIEW

Officer: Okay Fiona. We have started recording. So, the date today is 17th April 2024 and it is 3:18pm. My name is *BLOCKED* and we are recording this at *BLOCKED*. *BLOCKED* is also in the room. We will start the noo. Please state yer full name. 

FD: Fiona Davies

Officer: Nae middle name? 

FD: No. 

Officer: Okay, can you now state your birthday. 

FD: 26th July 1976

Officer: A'kay. That's the basics. So, you can say stop at any time. We are interviewing ya on yer missin' daughter. So, what's yer daughters name? 

FD: Ella Sara Davies. 

Officer: When's her birthday? 

FD: 15th December 2006. 

Officer: When was the last time ya saw 'er? 

FD: This morning. She said she was going on a drive to clear her mind from her exam stress. She didn't take her phone. 

Officer: What type of car does she 'ave? 

FD: A grey Citreon C1

Officer: Number Plate? 

FD: *BLOCKED*

Officer: Is there a chance she drove too far?

FD: For god's sake! SHE HASN'T GONE TOO FAR! SHE LEARNT NOT TOO WHEN SHE WAS 14! 

Officer: Fiona, can you please calm doon. We're tryin' to locate 'er-

FD: YOU POLICE OFFICERS ARE DOING FUCK ALL! 

Officer: *BLOCKED*, we are going to take a break, a'right.

*take a break*

Officer: Kay, we are back. Fiona has calmed doon. So, were 'ere any signs of this happenin'? 

FD: Yeah. She complained of a stalker. 

Officer: Oh. What did this stalker do?

FD: Messages her constantly-

Officer: What type of messages? 

FD: Stuff like "I know where you are Ella." and "I see you" then they would mention what she was wearing. 

Officer: Why didn't you contact us? 

FD: I tried! They told us to block the number. We did! But it got worse! 

Officer: How did it get worse? 

FD: Sent her death threats, nasty ones. 

Officer: When was this? 

FD: Yesterday. 

Officer: A'right. So, what else did the stalker do? 

FD: Follow her. 

Officer: Did you contact us about that? 

FD: Yes, I fucking did! They told me it was her imagination. Because of her...

Officer: Ya can tell us. 

FD: Schizophrenia. She never told anyone. Except me. God, what will Maeve think-

Officer: Fiona, I understand this is hard. Don't worry about Maeve. 

FD: *sobs* 

Officer: It's okay, Fiona. I know this is a hard time. Is there anythin' else ya can tell us? Like what she looked like? 

FD: Dark...dark brown hair. Green....eyes. Slightly, tanned. 5'6. 

Officer: A'kay. I think that's the info I need. I'll keep ya updated on our every move, and keep us updated too. 

END