The Graveyard Girl

Chapter Twelve

I wake up and Skye was on the couch with Jack, our new puppy. I get up being careful not to wake them up.
I'm going to make breakfast. Shit. I forgot to stock the fridge. I grab my keys and throw on a coat.

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Hm what to get, what to get. I take a bunch of random stuff and throw it in the cart. That should tie us over for a week. As I put my stuff up on the belt I grab a chocolate bar and put it in for Skye.
I look at the stuff as the cashier bags it. I'll make omelets. I think Skye likes omelets. The guy is finished with my stuff and I push the cart out to the car, load it up, and I'm off.
When I get home Skye is awake and playing with Jack. She looks up at me.
"Where have you been?"
"Shopping." I hold up all the bags because I refuse to make two trips and we both laugh.
She helps me take care of all the groceries and I start making our omelets.
"Do you want onions?" I yell to Skye.
"Sure" she yells back from the living room.
"Hey can you feed Jack?" There's no response but I hear the rustle of the dog food bag. Almost done. I throw some cheese on it and fold it in half, pop it on a plate, and call Skye in.

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"That was so good." Skye said through her last mouthful of eggs.
"Oh was it now?" I laugh.
I take the empty plates and wash them. Skye goes to watch a movie and I go into my room to play a computer game. A couple hours later Skye comes in to my room.
"Seriously?!" She sounds mad
"What?"
"You've been sitting in here playing your game ignoring me and Jack. Have you even acknowledged him since hes been here?!"
"No.."
"Is it really that hard to stay off your computer for one god damned day."
"I haven't been on the computer in three days because you've been in the hospital." My tone stays even while hers rises with every second.
"Oh yeah excuse me. You were off when I was dying. Being chased around in some kind of purgatory by weird tentacle demons."
"What the hell? I think we need to get you some fresh air." I stand up and start pulling her to the door when she pushes me off of her.
"You think I'm crazy?! You think I'm fucking crazy! Fuck this."
And with that she was out the door and down the street in the van.
Fucking hell. She's such a drama queen sometimes. I know she'll come back so I use this time to take Jack for a walk.

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It's been a week and a half. Where did she go. She's not answering my texts she's not answering my calls. It's driving me crazy. I fear for the worst. I've filed a missing persons and they said they'll get to work on it. Which I know they won't. Police never do anything. I'm so worried. I didn't know it would affect her this much. I just hope she's okay. I'm going to take Jack for a walk. And look around for Skye...

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It's been over two weeks since I've seen or spoken to Skye.
The police say they haven't found anything yet. I've been trying to call her. I've been trying to text her. I've been walking around town looking for her.
The police found the van in a parking lot smashed into a wall. They say there as nobody in it and no traces that the person in it would have had any wounds.
I don't know where she is. I can't believe she hasn't surfaced yet. It's probably about 11:43pm. I'm taking Jack for another walk. I'm sure he gets tired of walking around all the time, but knowing that I have to keep a slow pace for him keeps me from running frantically.
We walk a block away from the house and nobody is out. There's no cars. Just me, Jack, and the streetlights. I can't take this. I fall to my knees and tears fall from my eyes to the cement.
"I'M SORRY OKAY?!" I scream into the silence with no response.
"SKYE WHEREVER THE HELL YOU ARE IM SORRY!....Im sorry....."
The tears just keep coming and I'm sure Jack senses that there's something wrong because he nudges himself against me.
"Im sorry ...lets go home."
I woke the tears from my face and stand up. In the distance I hear thunder. Great. Seconds later it starts pouring. I pick up Jack and he's small enough to fit in my sweater. I start running. The rain is cold on my back and the cold starts to numb it. I ignore the tingling and pick up speed.
The rain stops just as quickly as it started and I slow down, still holding Jack in my sweater. We eventually reach the house.
I walk inside and put Jack down.
"Go take a nap boy, I'm going to shower."
I walk to my room and pick out some warm pajamas. After I'm in the bathroom I strip out of my wet clothes and jump in the shower. I let the warm water run over me. I stand there doing nothing for a couple minutes. Thinking about everything that's happened. I was in the middle of washing my hair when I hear something. Is that a ringing? I freeze and listen. There it is again! I jump out of the shower and throw on a towel with soap still in my hair. I almost slip when I pick up the phone.
"Hello?!" I answer slightly panicked.
"Hello. Yes. Im looking for a Robyn Ion Green?" The voice sounds professional on the other end.
"This is her."
"We found her. She checked into the hospital about twenty minutes ago."
"Thank you."
I get dressed and wipe the shampoo out of hair as quickly as possible and run to the hospital. What could have happened...oh god.
I run as fast as my legs can carry me and burst through the door. Sure enough, sitting quietly in the waiting room, is Skye.