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>> now the perfect sky is torn <<

[HARRY]

Louis had been on the phone talking with the police for the past hour, trying to figure something out. I wanted to listen in but I just couldn't concentrate. I felt as if my heart had been shattered and I felt weak. I didn't even want to imagine what Angel must be going through right now or what he must being doing to her... fucking hell. I tightened my grip on the whiskey glass in my hand, trying to rid my mind of any horrid thoughts.

Angel, the only person who's been able to keep me sane has now been ripped away from me after we were finally happy together. I should've known the happiness wasn't going to last, it never does for me anyway but I got my hopes up. I actually thought that finally something good would last but man was I wrong. How could I let myself think that? I was so conflicted with myself for caring so much for her and now I'm suffering... we're both suffering.

I feel empty, dead inside with out her by my side. I can't take care of her and protect her like I promised myself I would and now that asshole has her locked away who knows where. She was the only person who showed me any form of love and compassion and brought even the smallest amount of light into my life. Now I'm just engulfed in pure darkness without her.

Louis paced back and forth in front of my desk as he continued spewing out words to the police on the other line. I was getting impatient while still not knowing what Louis and the cops had planned. My eyes followed Louis' movements intently as I waited for him to hang up and hopefully give me some good news... hopefully.

"Yes... of course... I can do that... I'll drop them off tomorrow, thank you." He finally hung up and with a heavy sigh he threw the phone onto the leather chair at the opposite side of my desk.

"So?" I desperately asked.

He ran his hands over his face before finally speaking, "They're obviously going to start a search for them but they asked me to gather as much information on him as I can and bring it to the station tomorrow."

I nodded my head while thinking of anything I might have that would help. I opened up one of the desk drawers and pulled out two notes, the ones James left Angel and I about a month ago. I quickly shoved them into Louis' hands before hastily pulling up old employee files I kept on him, they consisted of his personal information and records for when he worked for me a few years back. Louis walked around my desk to look at my computer screen while nodding his head in approval, "Send me these and I'll print them out to take with me tomorrow."

I immediately emailed him all the records before I could forget, "I'm coming with you tomorrow." I informed him without giving him a single glance. He quickly left after that just to leave me alone in an empty house since I sent Johanna home too so she could rest. Louis offered to watch over things at the company building even though I still had planned to go but he said I wasn't in the right state of mind.

For the past hour and a half I've been sitting on the couch surrounded by now empty bottles that at one point held liquor but I quickly consumed it all. Alcohol had always been my first resort when it came to getting rid of any pain but now it's only mildly helping. Half of me felt numb but the other half of me felt like a million knives were stabbing at my heart. It still confused me why I felt so strongly for her because I've never felt this way about anyone, ever.

I felt the alcohol rushing through me as my eyelids were slowly starting to flutter shut and feeling heavy. I lazily began throwing the empty glasses around the room without any specific aim. The glass shatters flew everywhere only to land scattered along the marble floor with an echoing smash. I screamed a whole bunch of profanities as I continued to throw the bottles until I had no more and they were all broken on the ground around me. My chest was heavily rising up and down as hot tears flowed down my cheeks and frustration mixed with pure anger took over me.