Eight

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My phone rings.

I jump.

"Aren't you going to answer that?"

Darren asks.

I turn my phone over and stare at the screen.

It's Addie.

I pick it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Charlotte!"

I nod.

"What is it?"

She is silent for a second but continues.

"We are going on vacation."

I sigh with relief.

"Far away?"

I ask.

She is silent.

"Um....Florida...."

I silently fist bump myself.

"Where?"

I ask, changing my tone a bit to sound interested.

"Disney!"

I smile.

"Well...have fun!"

I hang up only to pick it back up again.

The caller ID reads, "Jessie".

I almost scream.

"Jessie?!"

Darren gives me a funny look before returning to work.

"Charlotte..."

Her voice sounds tired and broken.

"We still can't find him..."

I shake my head.

"Who, Jessie?"

She is silent.

"Oh! Charlotte I'm so sorry! I forgot to tell you."

My heart sinks to my toes.

"Marcus. He's been missing since a bit after you left...I'm so sorry I didn't tell you."

I don't respond.

I just hang up and place the phone slowly on the table.

"Who was that?"

Darren smiles.

I blink.

"Uh...Jessie"

He nods.

"What'd she want?"

I cough and stand up.

"Marcus...he's uh..."

I glance up and Darren.

His face was so hopeful.

So full of life that had once been drained from him.

"Getting better."

He bounces.

"That's great!"

I fake smile and step into the bathroom.

Once the door is closed, I sink to the floor and cry.

And like always, nobody hears a thing.

Blocked Number- Ready to come to France yet?

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