Too Fast (A Connor Franta Fanfiction)

Chapter 38

^Connor's P.O.V.^

We drove down the street and looked around, frantically.

Jen and I kept calling out her name, but to no avail.

We drove up and down every street in the entire neighborhood, but Lilly was nowhere to be found.

"Does she know anyone in L.A. that we don't know about?" I asked Jen.

"That's impossible I've been with her every single day since she's been here and we only decided to come here at the last minute. Who would she know?" Jen asked.

"I don't know, I'm just brainstorming." I sighed.

We've been out here driving for three hours now. We've searched the entire creek, random bushes and behind every house we could find, but Lilly was gone.

"Where could she possibly be?" I groaned.

"Let's go back home and see if they've found something. Maybe Paul showed up." Jen said, sighing.

She's right.

I started the car again and turned back around.

We quickly drove back to the house in complete silence.

We both saw the red car in the driveway and rushed out of the car.

Jen pushed the front door open and we walked inside.

"Hello?" I called out.

"In here!" Jc yelled, as we made our way into the living room.

"Did you find her? Anything? Anything at all?" Ricky asked, rushing up to us.

I shook my head, slowly.

You could literally see the hope disappear from his eyes, and his entire body sunk.

I want to feel bad, I do, somewhat.

I just want Lilly, she's all I want.

"Hey, Con." Paul said.

I nodded, in acknowledgment.

"The lasagna you made is delicious!" Jc complimented to Jen.

"Thanks, Lilly did all the work." She sighed.

"Where's mom?" I asked.

"Sleeping, she had a long flight." Ricky said.

"Oh." I said.

"I'm heading upstairs for a bit." I stated, and everybody nodded.

I made my way up the stairs and into my room.

I walked in and closed the door behind me.

I want to find Lilly, but I want to trust that she's somewhere safe and that she'll call.

~One Week Later~

She never called.

This last week has been horrible.

I'm not sleeping, I can't eat.

I haven't even started my next O2L video and I'm an entire video late.

Everything seems pointless.

I can't think.

I can't put up "Girlfriend Missing" posters, because she left.

She willingly walked out of the door with all her things.

Except her shampoo bottle, she left her shampoo.