Rapire

six: Damian

*day after Skye is taken*

When Skye didn't come out of her apartment thirty minutes after her usually time, I knew something must've been wrong. Maybe it was a small problem she was dealing with, but I had to make sure for myself. I turn my car off and lock it before walking into the building. I find Skye's apartment number without a problem and grab the spare key, unlocking the door quickly. Rushing in, I call Skye's name but end up with no response each time.

I begin walking around, scanning every part of her apartment for any signs of life. Everything in the front of her apartment was clean and organized just how she liked it, but it didn't help clarify that she was home. Groaning, I begin walking down her white walled hallway to where her room was. I open her bedroom door being met with the sound of her alarm on her phone instantly. She wasn't in bed though.

My heartbeat starts getting quicker as I try to figure out why she would leave her alarm on. I turn it off and hear tiny drops hitting the floor. The bathroom. Maybe she was just in the shower and forgot to turn her alarm off. That thought helps calm me down as I take a deep breath, relaxing my stiff shoulders.

"Skye! You need to get out soon." I say loud enough for her to hear me. I wait for a response, but end up receiving none. Breathing in deeply, I grab onto the door handle knowing Skye wouldn't just ignore me. She would at least text me telling me she was going to run late or reply to me in the shower. Something had to be seriously wrong.

I open the door rather harshly causing it to hit the wall behind it and I find... nothing. She wasn't here. The shower curtains were pulled back, causing the water to puddle onto the bathroom floor. Her body wash and hair things were knocked out of place and just laid there in the tub. I run a hand through my hair, looking around the bathroom. Walking over to the bath, I turn the water off and stand back.

Grabbing my phone out my pocket, I call my mom instantly. "Where are you-"

"Skye's not here." I rush out, cutting my mom off. On the other side of the line, there was no sound beside my mom's breathing before she finally said something.

"Where would she be then?" She asks sternly, making me roll my eyes and clench my jaw in frustration.

"How the fuck am I suppose to know that mom? I got here, she didn't come out so I got worried and rushed in. Searched through her apartment and went through everything finding her nowhere. Her alarm was going off when I got here and the shower was still running. So I don't where the hell she is." I snap as I make my way out of her bathroom and bedroom, before taking a quick peak into the spare room. Still nothing.

"Call the police. That's our best bet right now then we'll try to figure out where she could've gone and what happened to her." Mom says weakly. I could tell she was tired at the sound of her weak voice. The restaurant was doing great, but it was still hard on her to lose my dad to a younger woman and her brother in a homicide. Losing Skye could possibly cause my mother to break because she promised her brother that she would keep Skye safe no matter what. Now she's just disappeared without a trace or text to tell us she's safe.

"Alright mom. We'll find her. I promise." I say softly, feeling bad for snapping at mom.

"I'll be at the apartment in five. Call the police." She says, before hanging up. I immediately call the police after mom hangs up. They didn't seem to interested until I gave them the name of my cousin. Skye may have kept herself away from the media and the business world after her parents' death, but she was still well known around Chicago.

Both the police and my mom show up at the apartment. Officer Anderson, one of the police asks me for information as the other looks around the apartment, searching for evidence of anything peculiar. I had a feeling he wouldn't find much, but I wasn't going to say anything. I tell the police everything, before the other police is done searching and comes back into the living room.