Hopeless

At The House...

(This chapter is going to be her brothers POV)

                (Bryan's POV)
My head has been pouding all day. All day I slept until my dad came in.

"Hey we need to call the police I need your help now" Dad said rushing in the door. "Dad what happend tell me now is it about Emily" I said in panic. "YES YOUR SISTER NEVER WENT TO SCHOOL TODAY SHE NEVER WAS AT THE BUS STOP" Dad said as he was screaming down the halls.

Right at that moment my knees gave out my heart was going a million miles a second my ears were ringing Emily was gone. First this I did was grab my phone and run out the door to look in the woods dad came with me. We ran down to the bus stop and ran in the woods about a mile in I found a dart and wood palet she was here. My knees collapsed once again when I saw her backpack by the tree full of dirt there was a drug in the fart and blood on the wood my tears turned into screams knowing that my sister is gone. My dad came running over to me when he saw the stuff in my hand and her bag he collapsed to the ground by me with his eyes teared up.

"Dad she's gone she's not here she's gone" I said. "She's not gone don't say that here take photos then were going to the police station" he said handing me the phone.

I took about 20 photos of her stuff and the evidence. Right before I stepped to my dad I found a small pile of blood in the leaves I took a picture of the dirt and leaves. I grabbed her bag just in case and walked out of the woods my dad met me in the car by the street. I searched trough her bag and found a little book. It had pictures of mom me and dad. I flipped through it to the last page and instantly my heart sank there was a pichure of Emily beat up from the wood and knocked out and on the back of it is said (you'll never find her she is in terrible hands) I slammed my hand on the door. I gave the picture to dad he pulled over and looked at it his eyes were covers in tears.

"MY FUCKING BABY IS GETTING HURT THERE GONNA FUCKING PAY FOR THIS" he said tossing the picture to the front shield.

I grabbed it and put it in my pocket for the police department. We pulled in the police department.

"Ready for this" I said. "Just hope for the best and prepare for the worst is what I'll give you" he said slamming the door shut.

We walked In and checked in the desk person led us to the chief of the county. We sat down waiting for him to turn around.

"What's your problem sir" the chief said. "My daughter has been taken and we have proof lots of it" dad said. "Well let's take a look them shall we" the chief said putting his hand out.

I gave him her bag the photo and the pictures of the the stuff we found. He took all of it to the back and we sat there for about 2 hours waiting for him to come back. He walkes I the door with a clipboard and paper.

"Is your daughter Emily Marie Damson" the chief said. "Yes that is her" I said. "Wait your the dad I thought he was the dad" the chief said pointing to my dad. "No sorry I'm the brother" I said embarresed. "Well then is she 15" the chief said. "Yes" dad said. "What color eyes hair and skin tone" the chief said. "Her eyes are blue, her hair is blonde, and her skin tone in pale but tan" my dad said starting to cry. "Who is her mother" he said. "Catherine Damson" my dad said with a shaky voice. "Thank you sir that is all we needed we will do our best to find her" the chief said.

We walked out the office to the truck. We hopped in and dad started the truck we sat there for while in silence. He picked his head up and backed out of the lot. I looked out the window praying for Emily not to be dead not to be hurt more then she looked. We pulled in the drive way the truck stopped running once he put his head down I ran out the truck into the house. I ran to my room crying. I basically cried all night until I fell asleep.

(Emily where are you come back if you can please don't let go if your leaving hold on fight for what you can please emily don't be like mom and leave stay mom would want you to stat so do it please emily please) I thought to myself before closing my eyes.