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Alkaline
~ Sleep Token

Flame

He's fucking gone, since a damn week, a goddamn week. No one had seen him since Saturday, and it's all my fault. I had this stupid idea, and I swear l could see how his heart broke because of me. Because I couldn't keep my jealousy under wraps, because I didn't could stand the fact that someone touched him. Just the thought that he could be interested in Snake, send me into panic mode, because that would mean I would lose him. I cling to the railing of the VIP lounge, I hate that I'm angry, I hate this feeling. It's like a damn hole inside me that's eating me up, that's eating away my control. And it's driving me fucking crazy, I can't fucking breathe without him. My chest feels like it's cramped into a tight fucking cage 24/7. I've torn this damn city apart and looked for every trace of him, but nothing. Even Alessio and his unit are looking for him, but so far they haven't found anything either. The anger inside me is boiling hot and threatening to take over my control at any second. I have to find him, I have to know that he's okay. And if anyone touches him, Lo juro por Dios, I'm going to rip their fucking heart out of their chests. I've never been so fucking scared in my life, I don't know what I'm going to do if something happens to him. Baby, where the fuck are you? I need you, can you fucking hear me? I need you like I need fucking air to breathe. It feels like every second without him is killing me. Slowly, agonizingly slowly.

I can't help but blame myself for this. If I hadn't lost it and just stayed calm, maybe he'd still be with me. Damn, I don't know. All I know is that I can't fucking live without him. Little fire, if you can hear me, if you're out there somewhere, please come back to me. I love you. I can't stand the thought of losing you. I'll do whatever it takes to make things right between us, I Will crawl and beg if you want. But please, come fucking back to me. Don't let me drown in this anger, please. I can't sleep, nor can I calm down. My gaze glides around the club, filled with members. Members who are also looking for him. I clench my jaw, fuck, why aren't we finding anything? Nacho enters the club, together with Tero. The two of them were looking for him together, but from their faces, I can tell they didn't find anything. Nacho comes up the stairs and then towards me, he sighs deeply. "Found anything?" I ask quietly, Nacho looks at me. "No, nothing. It's like he just vanished into thin air." He says, my heart is heavy. "Has anyone called?" Nacho asks, I shake my head. Nacho puts an arm around my shoulder, "we'll find him brother, don't worry." He says, but even I notice the slight tremor in his voice.

"Something's not right, Nacho, I can feel it. Something happened...", comes quietly over my lips. As if I didn't actually want to say it. "He's on the club's surveillance videos. The little one was pretty angry, the way he slashed your tires speaks for it. You can see him turning out of the parking lot, but then... nothing." He explains to me, I cling tighter to the railing, my knuckles turn white. "Fuck... that's a load of shit, we have to find something," I say, Nacho's grip on my shoulder tightens. "Calm down if you lose your shit now it won't get us anywhere." Comes from my best friend, I laugh dryly. "I already lost it, do you think I can still think properly? My head is full of chaotic images, anything can have happened, Nacho." My chest tightens even more, "he could be dead, Nacho. And that would be my fault, mine alone." Comes hoarsely from my lips, Nacho pulls me into a tight hug. "He's not dead, Flame, I don't think he is dead." He explains, "what about the location of his cell phone?" Nacho asks, I shake my head. "Nothing, it must be off. Or broken, it's like he's a damn ghost," I say, Nacho rubs his face. "Alessio has nothing either, Tero and I were just with him. The whole family is a bundle of nerves, they all completely out of it." He explains to me, I know he's trying to distract me. But it doesn't work, nothing works. "We have to find him, Nacho," I say. Nacho nods, "we have the whole gang here, even King and his people are still here. We'll find something, I promise." Comes from him.

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