Missing

Chapter 14: Gone

I woke up the next morning by a strong knock at the door

"Hello Mrs.Woods, may we have a word?" The police officer said kindly and I quickly stepped aside for his entrance

"Uh..yeah just...coffee?" I offered a bit confused

"Yes of course" a skinny one looked no older that 25 named Bailey said

"Ok..uh cream or sugar?" I held up the dark strong coffee and both shook their heads 'no'

"Okaay" I whispered to myself serving them coffee on a tray and making myself an extra strong one, no matter how bitter, it helped me wake up and process

"So Mrs.Woods, we would like yo ask you when was the last time you saw Carter Harris?" A slightly fatter one said

I froze...my breathing hitched and tears threatened to fall...he was missing?! I saw him yesterday!!

"Y-yesterday....where is he, why are you here?" I panicked...I can't stand another loss

"Well his parents say he went missing last night around 2 am, they thought he might be here" Bailey said in a calm  assertive manner

I quickly ran to the guest room to see if he was there, sometimes after he got in a fight he would come through the window and sleep here, That's why I would sometimes leave in unlocked

"He's not here" my voice cracked and I fell to my knees

"Find him...please" I begged like a woman had lost her child...in this case I lost the one I...I loved

"We will Mrs.Woods....I promise" Bailey said patting my head like a dog, Versanity hasn't been around much and neither has Charles

I'm all alone

Kyle is having girlfriend problems...yeah girlfriend who knew?

My mind went blank...looking for all possible reasons of where he could be...I needed him and his stupid jokes and innuendos, I needed him to take the nightmares away

"We will leave you be now Mrs.Woods, thank you for your time, we will excuse ourselves" they walked away, the sound of their combat boots against the white carpet was like the sound of my heart beat...slow and meaningless

What now....?

I quickly grabbed Charles's car keys and left, he took his harley out so I just took his car

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"Where are you Carter?!" I yelled in aspiration, so tired of walking for hours and hours, my feet probably had blisters and blood, I'm at the cemetery where we went cliff diving, I need to find him, I looked in every hospital,morgue,place we've been too and possibly places he could have gone

I needed his sweet hugs and sparks that light up my day

I needed his fun-loving assholy spirit bothering me every 5 seconds and me threatening to punch him

I needed his soft brown eyes that turned black when he was jealous

I needed him...as much as I hate admitting it, he made me happy

And I need happy

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I eventually gave up after 13 days...I've decided to write a page every day until he comes back...hopefully he could read them someday, yet my feeling on a piece of paper and him reading it would never be...not even in my wildest dreams