TW: i'm pretty sure just cussing and threats and stuff, idk though so lemme know!
"Mr. Forkle?" I whispered into my phone as soon as I was far enough away from my friends. "Did you hear what happened?"
"No!" His crusty old voice glitched through the phone speaker. "I have not heard of anything that has happened in the recent days. I was calling to ask about, uh, new songs! Is Sophie nearby?"
Okay his tone was just straight up weird. Why did he sound excited when he said 'no'? He never gets excited about anything. He's probably just getting too old. He was like, one hundred the last time I checked.
"Uh, no... she went missing. Two days ago." About three seconds later the older man gasped in shock.
"Well what do you mean by that, my dear boy?" That's even weirder. He would never, ever, call me 'dear boy.' Oh well, he's probably getting dementia.
"We don't know. She's just gone. There was no evidence for what happened, no sign of where she went. We don't even know if she left willingly or was kidnapped." Mr. Forkle gasped again.
"Oh no! This is not good. Whatever shall we do? She could've been taken because someone found out she was Moonlark! See this is the problem with you kids are your stupid masks, no one knows who you are so we can't give you the proper protection." His gruff voice came back at the very end. It was like he flipped a switch, a complete personality change. He quickly shifted back to his weird personality. "You should talk to the police about this."
My phone beeped, the signal that Mr. Forkle hung up. It's really too bad that the dementia got him in its grips now. He was a good manager.
Yeah no, he sucked and was no help at all. He didn't even show concern for Sophie! We always thought of him like a grandpa, then she goes missing and all he can say is "oof that sucks. Maybe go talk to the exact people who told you that there was nothing else they could do to find her?"
Why did no one care?
I threw my phone into the wall on the other side of the Vacker's living room, yelling as it flew. All my friends turned to stare at me but I didn't care. I didn't care if my phone was broken, if it dented the wall, if my friends threw me in some insane asylum.
I just wanted my cousin back.
I kicked the wall next to me, then again, and again. Harder and harder and harder.
Come back.
I threw my fist into the wall, feeling the skin on my knuckles break open instantly.
Come back.
I punched the wall again. Over and over. Kept punching and punching and punching and punching and kicking and hitting.
Come back.
When I try to swing again, my arm is being held back. I struggled and thrash against whoever is holding me still, but they still don't let go.
"It's okay, Dex! It's okay. It'll be okay. Settle down, take deep breaths. It's going to be okay." I sink to the floor in his arms, hardly even trying to get out anymore.
"It's not! It's not okay! It's never going to be okay!" I cried, gripping onto his arm. I turned to see Fitz's face. He looked worried, almost scared. "She could be dead. She could be dead and I never even got to say goodbye. I never got to tell her how much she means to me. The last nice moment we had was when she made that portrait of me!"
"She made a portrait of you?" Marella asked, yelping afterwards as if she got hit.
"Yeah, it was incredible." I cried out, sniffling to try and suck all the snot back into my nose.
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Green, White, and Blue ~ A KotLC tale...
Fanfiction(KotLC human au) Sophie Foster was a girl everybody loved, but nobody knew that it was her. The person they loved was Moonlark, the world famous singer and songwriter. She's joined on stage by her cousin, Dex Dizznee, as Techno. They're used to thei...
