Chloe's point of view:
"What do you mean you don't have anything?!" I yell at detective Johnson.
"I mean exactly what I said; We have no traces of where Tori is," Johnson says, he was the patience of a saint cause I have been demanding answers for hours.
"It's been two fucking months!" I yell at him again. Everyone in the department has their eyes on me. "How could you have NOTHING?!"
"Calm down Miss. Burgess." He reaches to put his hands on my shoulders, I filch and push him away.
"Don't you dare tell me to calm down when my best friend was taken two months ago and you still haven't found her! She could be dying as we speak and you want me to calm down?! What kind of detectives are you guys anyways?!"
"The kind that will find Tori," Johnson defense himself and his partners. "We are doing everything we can to find Tori. Calm down and go home and let us do our job. Plus, you need to rest. You look like you haven't slept in weeks."
Truth is, I haven't slept at all since Tori was taken. Who would, when you find out your best friend was kidnapped by a monster? Tori was the most intelligent, beautiful, brightest girl I even known. And now she's gone. It feels like no ones cares right now that she not here. Who can I talk to now? Tori always kept me in check. And made sure I was okay. My parents don't care what I do. I'd always considered Tori's parents, my parents. I always talked to Tori when I needed her. And now she needs me. If these lazy of detectives won't find Tori, I will.
When I went home, I got a shower and went straight to bed. My parents were gone for the weekend. I won't be surprised if they didn't even come back, I don't care. They don't even care that Tori is missing. That; right there, makes me pissed. Tori means the whole to me. They still don't care. I could be left for dead and they wouldn't be fazed. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be here. Right now. Breathing. Healthy. Alive. Now look at me. Im breathing while she could be taking her last. I'm laying in a soft, warm bed while she could be laying on rough, cold gravel. And of course, I wouldn't be able to sleep with this thoughts. I can't sleep knowing Tori is out there, cold and scared.
When morning came along, I couldn't deny it. I haven't been at school all week. I slip on some sweats, a hoodie and Uggs. I walk down stairs and found my prediction to be correct; Their are not here. Why would they? There's nothing for them here. Not even me. They pretend they don't even have a daughter. Memories came flooding back. I still remember when-
The door bell rung. I snap out of my thought and answered the door. Mary, Tori's mother, was standing in front of me. Her eyes blood shot, I knew she was crying and sleep didn't come for her either last night. I have a feeling this isn't going to be good. She pulls me into a tight hug, crying into my shoulder. I started feeling tears coming again and I fought them. Though, I want to cry with her, I can't. I need to be strong, for her, for me. I brought her into the house and we sat on the couch. Her crying stops and her breathing slows.
"I need to tell you something," she says, holding my hands in hers.
"What is it? Is it about Tori?" I ask, she nods slowly. I knew it wasn't going to be good. "Have they found traces of her?"
She shakes her head and tears come streaming again. "They stopped the search."
My heart freezes and my stomach drops. Stopped the search? Why? I can't believe this. Tears start to well up in my eyes. How could they? They can't stop the search. She has friends and family missing her so much. I miss her. Her mom and dad miss her. They can't stop the search. I could tell she knew I was speechless and continued.
"They called me this morning and told me to come to the station. When I got there detective Johnson said the search is over. They have no evidence, no traces. It's a dead end."
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New and Improved (Jason McCann love story)
FanficOne night. One kidnap. One plan. What happens when two different worlds meet? Do they damage each other? Or do they make each other stronger? Jason McCann thought he lost the life he had. Like the world waited for him to crash and burn. Now that h...