BOUND BY DESTINY

Chapitre sans titre 6

that's how i see Jenna in my mind...everyone is free to get his own image

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After waking up the next morning at Kyle's empty apartment, I decided to follow up on what I had told to Miss Gardner and file a missing report about Kyle. I got up from bed and freshen up before helping myself through Kyle's cloths. I settled for something casual, frankly I was in no mood for stylish attires, so went for a pair of trousers, white polo shirt and sneakers.

On the drive to the Manchester's police head office, I sent a quick text to Jenna about what was going on, and asked her to cover for me at the office, which she immediately agreed to, as I knew she will.

I also received an email from my assistant concerning the new textile I had asked to be delivered at the office a few days ago, and a text from Charlie, thanking me for the small gift I had made for her. I sighed.

Eventually, I will have to tell me family about what happened and what I had to do. I just hoped that their love for me will overpower the dislike they had for my now missing boyfriend.

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Two hours later, I was seated at the kitchen counter of my studio apartment, scrolling through the emails about different clients' graphics, color preferences and furniture. The list seemed endless; the second I had treated an order, that the next I will receive yet another email about 3D designs. I guess the world didn't stop turning when Kyle disappeared.

After filing the report, the officer who had registered me, had said they will contact me for further notice. It unsettled me because I felt that they weren't taking it as seriously as I did. They surely thought I was a crazy ex or something and that Kyle purposefully 'left me', may be for another woman. Not that he openly said that, but I could see it in the way he looked at me or spoke about our relationship. Yeah...because a 31 years old man won't disappear into thin air, if he wasn't running away from his crazy ass girlfriend of 4 years, he planned to marry. Stupid.

On the drive back to my condo, I texted my assistant and asked she transfers all my emails directly to my personal email address. I planned on working from home, instead of pacing around doing nothing other than worry. I figured I better get my mind busy with work, even if seeing the workload, I slightly regretted my decision.

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Hours later and I was still on my laptop eyes blurred and incredibly sore after sitting on that chair for so long. Thankfully I had caught up with most of my work, so I was satisfied with what I had managed to do.

I rose from my sit and stretched my muscles to release the ache in my limbs and back. I had a little headache after all the thinking and analyzing, it didn't help that my mind kept diverting to Kyle and the possible scenarios in which we will find him, if ever.

I shook my head to erase the haunting thoughts, but felt a searing pain at the back of my head and decided it was better if I took Advil before sleep.

I returned from the kitchen with a glass of water and a couple of pills, when I heard the beeping sound of my intercom, then Jenna's voice through the speakers, demanding I opened the front gate, which I did right away albeit a little confuse on why she was there so late.

A few minutes later I heard the dinging sound of the doorbell and quickly moved to open the door, worried that something might have happened to my best friend.

The look on her face broke something in me and I felt all the emotions rise to the surface. The anger, confusion, fear and worry I was feeling about the situation with Kyle, all flooded out like water through a broken barrage and I fell into her opened arms.