Precision

chapter 4: Cassidy pov

1 month, 13 days, 19 hours, and 3 minutes. That's how long John has been missing. Mom's funeral was two days after her death, but it still has an effect on me. Chris has been hanging around more helping to look for John and to hold me when I have sudden outburst. "We will find him babe, I promise. Stop crying love, please?" Chris was holding me again after I started crying, he was rocking back and forth comforting me as best as he could, but the thing is it wasn't helping at all. "I'm trying, it's just not helping. I just need to cry right now." I huffed into his neck "babe you've cried every day for the past two weeks. Shouldn't you be out of tears already?" he had leaned me forward so that I was now looking at him. I hit him hard on the arm, "shut up I can cry if I want, and you get me under control, that's how it works." truthfully I hate crying. It makes me fill weak and honestly I don't know why for the past few weeks I've been crying so much. It just comes out and then it won't stop. "Okay, well I have to get going. I have another patrol to start." he kissed my cheek then got up and left the house. Silence is a blessing, but a curse all at the same time. I miss hearing my mom cooking or hearing her laugh when the simplest of thing happened, but now it's just quiet. Udder silence fills every inch of the house. My crying has finally stopped, the stillness of everything driving me to the brink. I need to get out of this house. I jump up throwing my shoes on, grab my car keys, and head out.

I wasn't looking for a certain place to go, I was just driving around. I eventually stopped at golden forest, its a little stretch of woods that when in sunlight looks bright yellow from the dirt. I'm not sure who named it golden forest, I guess it does sound better than woods. I trekked through the trees and under brush till I was almost half way through.

I fell hard, "what the hell?" I grabbed my knee and rolled so i was sitting. Sticking out of the ground was something about the length of a ruler and dark bluish grey. I pushed myself up and walked over to it, when I pulled on it more came out of the leaves stopping in the dirt. Then it hit me what I was holding.

I didn't stop sprinting till I ran right into my car. Unlocking it and grabbing my phone, "nine-one-one, what's your emergency?"
"I-I think I just found a dead body! At the golden forest."
"Okay, calm down. A police car is in route." the call ended and my crying began. Thirty minutes went by before the sirens were audible and another five before I could see the car. "Ma'am where did you see it?" his voice was deep and honestly kind of scary. "Just walk straight that direction." I pointed in the direction I came from, "you can't miss it, I'm not going back I might puke."
"Calm down ma'am, just leave me your number and head home. We will contact you if we need you." besides his voice he was a rather nice man, which made his voice just strange for him. I did as he asked leaving my number on a paper. As I left I called Chris, "hey babe, whats up?" he answered.
"Meet me at my house now." he didn't say anything else before hanging up. It was a little rude, but I knew he could tell I'd tell him what happened when we met.

I filled Chris in on what happened, and after waiting till dad was home he left heading for that stretch of woods. He said he was going to help search for the body, but I know really he was just going to make sure it wasn't john. I'm not sure wether I want to see john again truthfully. I mean what if he did kill mom. Then I'll kill him, shut up brain no you wont. He couldn't have done it, he can't pick mom up let alone stand on his own at the time. No he couldn't have done it, someone else did, but who? Better yet did the same person hide the body in those woods? To many questions whizzed through my thoughts before my phone rang. Trouble by Taylor swift was playing,Chris, "There's more than one body." what more then one? "Holy shit, are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure babe, I'm looking at the first six now."
"Wait first six?"
"Yeah, there's more still being dug up, most already bones and dust."
"I'm on my way." I hung up the phone and headed out.

Most of the dirt was over turn from all the cops digging up more and more corpses. So far there's been twenty-six found already. I've puked twice from the sight and smell. Who the hell could do something this cruel. It's sick, I'm still waiting for the moment they upturn John. Two more bodies were found before I couldn't take it anymore, I handed the officer resting by a tree my number and a picture of John."please let me know if you find anyone that looks like this." he nodded and I walked off really hoping he wouldn't be calling at all. Everyone at home asked me a million questions at once all the same question just worded differently, "was he there" I shook my head yawning not realizing how tired I was till now. I didn't want to talk anymore, grabbing Chris's arm I pulled him to my room laying my on his chest for a restless night of sleep.

A/n
I know, i know late, but I still wrote it so dont boohoo. Ill try and update more often, sorry. Read on antisocial brethren 😝