13| Archer

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-February 23rd.
I'm sitting on my couch in my new apartment when my phone dings.

It's a number that's not saved in my phone, and the text really weirds me out.
"We really need your help" It reads.

~60 days ago~
It's been 1 day since I was fired from my job as Adeline body guard. It's been really hard for me. Really hard.
I've been struggling with flare ups of my P.T.S.D.
I think the main cause of it is the fact that i'm not able to protect Adeline, which is taking me back to a time when I couldn't protect myself. All I want is to be around her. I tried to text her, but my number has obviously been blocked. I don't know what I done wrong, and I feel like this was the worst possible outcome.

I tried to show up to her house yesterday, and her mom told me that if I ever shown up there again, she would have me arrested. I couldn't understand why she was being so hard on me, she was fucking ruining everything. She literally ruined my life. She took Adeline away from me.

~present day~
I find myself staring at my phone, waiting on a text back from this random number. I just simply asked,
"what's wrong?", and I'm honestly not sure if I want an answer.

A simple text back says, "It's Adeline" and for some reason, I'm already up off of my couch and putting my shoes on.

15 minutes pass and I'm at the huge mansion, interior rooms that I once had memorized staring right back at me.

Im sitting on the couch, staring at Marie. She's breaking to me the worst news i've ever received in my life.
"she's ... missing?" I repeat.
I feel like someone stuck a knife through my chest, carved my heart out, thrown it on the floor, and stomped on it a million times.

Marie wipes the tears out of her eyes, "I- I don't even know what happened. She was here... and then... then she wasn't here.."

My head immediately drops to my hands. My mind is racing a million fucking miles per hour, yet there's no thoughts at all.

"you know.. i'm... i'm going to find her... right?" I mumble back to her. And I meant it.

Later that night, I start research.
I do extensive research on the police report,
I email the hospital and i ask to come in and review the security cameras,
I do heavier research on the man that was claimed to be stalking her at one point,
I email all of the buildings around the hospital and ask for security camera footage as well,
I find myself scrolling through the pictures of her on the internet. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my entire life.

Now all I have to do is wait. I wait. and I wait some more. And I end up waiting all night long without even realizing it.

The next morning comes and my email replies are still completely empty. I'm in my car at 6:00 am, driving to the hospital. If they aren't going to email me back, then i'm going to get it done my damn self.

I'm driving to the hospital, glancing at my surroundings, and as soon as I arrive, I storm in like I own the place.

"Listen, I need to see the security cameras." I say to the random lady at the desk.

"Ummm.. alright.. why.. exactly?" she says back, not looking up from the computer she's typing on.

"My... my friend went missing... a few days ago... from here. And I need to see everything. The police haven't started on the case yet." I say to her, I'm low-key freaking out.

She nods, and stands up.
She leads me to a small locked room, and points at a chair that's sitting in-front of a computer with about a million screens on them.

There's a security guard standing behind me, and for the next 5 hours I look through every possible angle I can. I keep rewatching the same day go on again and again.

That's until I see her on the small little camera.
She's looking at the elevators, very confused.
And then I see her walk towards the stairwell.

God damnit.

I Immediately Click on the stairwell footage.
I see her walking down.
Then I see it all unfold before my eyes.

I instantly feel nauseous.

"Oh... my god.." I mumble to myself.
I'm spiraling through the footage, and before I can know it

Before I can even realize it, I'm out of the hospital and at the building next door.

This happens for the rest of the day, place to place, camera footage to camera footage.

Im going to fucking find her.

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