yours 》d.l

eighteen

Robyn.

"we'll make sure to find out who's responsible for this, in the meantime all you have to do is to find a safe place to stay. whoever did this knows you live here, i think you're very aware of that." one of the police officers stepped up to me and spoke as me and Alice were standing outside, i was extremely anxious and kept shifting around with my feet.

"she'll stay with me officer." Alice spoke up before i did.

"great, now all we need to do is investigate and find out who's responsible for this." the man told us.

"Robyn what about that man who was looking for you earlier?" Alice looked at me.

then it hit me, what if he has to do something with the robbery of my house.

"i'd like to have the phone so we can trace the call." the officer suggested and Alice immediately took out her phone, handing it to the man.
"i'll keep this, now you have to give me the number of your house phone so we can contact you if we get any news." he told Alice.

she gave him the number and some other informations while i was standing there thinking about Derek, i'm slowly loosing my mind as each damn second passes without knowing how he is.

"we'll make sure to contact you as soon as we can, hope you have a nice day." were the last words that came out of the man's mouth before he entered his car and the two other vehicles followed behind as they drove down the road.

"let's go Robyn." Alice tugged on my hand as i was too busy standing in one spot and staring at my empty locked up house, i could practically smell Derek's fucking cologne even from out here.

i shut my eyes close, trying my best to suppress the tears that tried to roll down my cheeks.

i turned around and made my way to the car, entering the passenger seat instead of the drivers seat since i'd rather die than drive at the moment.

Alice sat down and i handed her the keys, resting my head on the window as she started to drive.

"it's gonna be fine, the police know what they're doing Robyn just stop-"

"how many fucking times are you gonna tell me to stop worrying? put yourself into my shoes and walk the same road i'm standing on right now, i'm sure you wouldn't like that one fucking bit." i snapped at her.

i know she's just trying to reassure me and convince me since that's what friends are for, but i'm not gonna sit here and listen to her repeating the same shit over and over again, not when i'm in this situation.

not when i'm so fucking close to falling into a depressional abyss.

people have it much worse, i mean there are people starving out there and god knows what else people are going through but right now i feel like nothing else compares to the pain i'm feeling.

two days ago i was the happiest person alive with the love of my life next to me as our laughter filled the fucking house, now all i can do is hear his laugh inside my head and pity myself because i don't have anywhere else to stay except for my friend's house.

i don't even know how i'm still over here being fucking alive, i feel like i'm loosing my damn mind and i don't know where to turn.

everything happened so fast, first i had to accept the fact that the love of my life is laying in a fucking hospital with a broken rib, and now everything me and Derek had is gone, the money, the other valuable things, they're all fucking gone.

"are you listening to me." i heard Alice talking to me and i shook my head to get rid of my thoughts, turning around to look at her.

"we're here." she said as she saw me looking.