Craving (h.g)

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2 MONTHS GONE

Hayes POV
It's been 2 months.

It's been 2 months since Layla disappeared.

Signs have been torn down and the Roberts haven't came out of there home.

Only for work and nothing else.

I've tried to go and give them closure or go get some closure myself.

But, they won't open the door.

Layla's POV
I open the door to the cabin and flop on the bed.

It's been 2 months since I've been trapped in this hole.

I can't leave, I can't just show up without a story.

For 2 months I've been disguised as someone else and moved farther from home.

Brad has been here begging to go but I'll never let him.

I have an idea.

Hayes POV

"Hayes! Can you please come down here?" My mom yelled out from downstairs.

I ran down the stairs to see two detectives sitting on the couch.

"Yeah... mom?" My response suddenly turns into a question as I see the two men stand up as I approach the living room.

"Well Hayes. There isn't an easy way to say this, but we are stopping the investigation. It's been 2 months and we have nothing to work with." The lead detective says.

"We think Layla Roberts has passed." He says.

I passed out. Or I think I did.

I don't remember anything when I woke up 4 hours later in my bed.

My alarm goes off at 6:05 AM.

I forgot to turn off my alarm since its winter break.

I hear a loud commotion outside.

I wake up my mom and tell her about it.

I go downstairs and open the door to see her.

Layla Roberts.

She looks horrible and has blood on her face and hands.

"I missed you." She says then falls into my arms.