Chapter 3: Just Out of Reach

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Continued POV :

I started to panic, Where could she be?
Tears started to roll down my check as I drastically ran around the theater looking for her, without success. I try to think of the possible places that she would be. Back in the theater? No. Outside? no she wouldn't go without me. Maybe the bathroom?

I run over to the girls bathroom and throw open the door. Empty. As i stand there i start to break down. Where could she be?! My arms beat against the wall in endless repent, and i collapse to the floor, sobbing. Wait, whats that? I start to hear distinct grunts from next door. Oh no, please dont. I get up and run to the mens washroom, trying to pry open the door finding that someone must have locked it. Why? Please dont be, it can't! I start yelling at the door, asking for them to open the door, to no awnser.

My knees begin to weaken, my breath quickens, and i fell defeated. She just out of my reach...

Writer's Note:

Sorry for the depressing and sad short chapter. It kinda short, but I'm trying to make he next part longer.

-TheCloud23

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