Love At First Sight

Chapter 51

Demi's POV

Justin and I were sitting at home waiting for Delilah come home from school. We thought it would help her independence if she home alone. Normally she'll get home for like 4 on the dot but it's like almost twenty minutes past and I'm starting to get worried. Maybe I should call her. We also decided she should get a phone so we can contact her any time we needed to. Not like an iPhone 5 or any kind of fancy phone like that. Just the basic. I grabbed my phone and tapped her name.

Her phone's just ringing and ringing. It's gone straight to voicemail. I called her headteacher, it went through but he said he hasn't seen her and I have a couple of Delilah's friends and parents on my phone so I called them and they said they haven't seen her either. Okay now this is seriously messed up.

"Justin? I'm getting worried, where could Del be? Oh my gosh I hope she's okay, I hope she's safe, I don't want anything bad happening to her I just wouldn't know what to do with myself if she-"

"Demi, Demi, Demi. Calm down, okay? I'm sure she's fine, she's just running a little late, that's all. She'll be home soon. Don't start freaking out now and getting stressed out." Justin reassured me but I was still a bit anxious. I didn't even realize I was wringing my hands and wrists until I felt Justin's hands tightly grip mine.

"Demi please stop. Look at your wrists. Those beautiful tattoos. What do they say?" He looked at me straight in the eyes.

I sniffed before speaking, "Stay Strong."

"Well that's what you need to do right now, okay baby? Not just for you, not just for me but for Delilah too. There's absolutely nothing to worry about...I love you." Justin assured me bringing my wrists to his lips and softly kissing them.

"I love you too J." I said smiling at him.

I sighed heavily and just sat, patiently waited. "If she doesn't come through that front door by 5 o' clock, I'm seriously going to collapse."

"Just chill for now Dems, take deep breaths." Justin told me rubbing my arm. I did as I was told and try to level out my breathing and be in a calm state of mind. But the fact that my baby is out there somewhere God knows where just makes me all worked up again. I just really don't want anything to happen to my princess. All this worrying's making me hyperventilate.

"Demi...be calm. Inhale positivity, exhale negativity." Justin whispered into my ear. He probably saw my scared facial expression. I shut my eyes and repeated my breathing exercise attempting to calm back down again.

Time went by and I checked my phone and it was gone past five. That's it. I can't take it anymore. "Justin please, it's past five coming up to six o' clock...I don't know what to do oh my God..."

To be honest I'm just an emotional wreck, needless to say. I buried my head in Justin's neck and just cried my eyes out until he stood up and called the police. When he hung up, he collapsed on the sofa with his face in his hands.

"Justin, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault." I mumbled to him.

"How is any of this your fault?" he asked looking at me perplexed.

"I was the one who was so eager on letting her come home by herself and now look what's happened." I said, on the verge of tears.

Justin moved up next to me and rubbed my back.

"All we can do is just pray right now, now's not the time to be pointing fingers at ourselves."

At this point, neither of us continued the conversation. The lump in our throats stopped us from talking. I heard the police knock at our door and suddenly answered it. The police asked us the standard questions and told us that there were some other kids at the school saw Delilah walking and then some guy came up to her and started speaking to her and then just grabbed her, not that I was paying that much attention. It was hard to focus on anything with this feeling of numbness spreading through my body. The officers saw how I was acting and advised that I should get some sleep. I didn't want them to leave because I wanted them to help find our daughter, but I knew without rest, I'd be useless.