A little Piece of Heaven

Chapter 8- Kidnapped

A few months later

                 It is seven pm Tori should've been home from school at 3. I am a little worried. Jude said that I shouldn't worry about anything, she's probably at Brians. So I left things go and sit on the couch. I keep looking at the clock. 

                 It's like the clock stopped moving. I didn't know what to do. I go to the kitchen and grab a bottle of water. Feeling a little sick to my stomach I decided to call Brian. See if she is there. Jude could be right.

"Hello?"

"Brian it is me. Have you seen Tori?"

"No. Why whats wrong?" I can hear panic in his voice.

"She isn't home yet she should've been home by now." I start crying.

"Jude told me that everything is fine, but I swear it isn't she always comes right home, unless she goes to your house in which you call me. You didn't I knew something was wrong."

I cry hard, I hear brian swallow hard.

"Babe...calm down we will find her. I am going to call the guys and well be there right away."

I say bye to him as he hangs up. I wish my sister was here. I don;t want to bug her, but my baby is gone. I knew if she needed me she;d call me. 

With that I pick up the phone and call my sister, telling her everything. She hates Jude. She didn;t even like him at the wedding. But respected him because of me. 

It felt like 3 days have passed by and it has only been an hour since the guys went looking for her. We all agreed that I should stay home incase she came here. I sat in front of the tv. It was turned on but I wasn't really looking at it, Mostly looking past it. 

What was I going to do if something happened to her? I would die. That is my baby. I can't loose her.

I would never wish this on even my worst enemy.

Do you know what it's like to have that strong feeling in your heart where someone is squeezing your cheast? Thats what I am going through. To even think of the possibility that I might have to burry my daughter is killing me. No parent in their right state of mind wants to ever have to put their child in the ground before them.

As sad as it sounds. The child has to burry their parents. Not the other way around.

Tears streaming down my face I start panicing and I stand up going to the kitchen I look out the window.

Nothing..

Nothing...