𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 ━━ 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐘

fourteen

d a n i e l

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"when was the last time you saw, or talked to jack before his disappearance?" detective cooper asks me with a notepad in her hand.

she took over this case after chief allen was arrested and put into prison for bribery. they questioned him but he gave them no answers.

he texted me that he was on his way but then texted that" i say, taking out my phone and showing her the texts.

'i saw a creepy white van while i was walking. 475 JEC. I think it's following me.'

a license plate number, just what we need. is there any other evidence on your phone?" she asks handing my phone back to me. i shake my head no.

"okay, i'll go run the license plate number." detective cooper says standing up.

"okay" i nod my head. she gets up and leaves, closing the metal door quietly. while i wait i decide to go on my phone. i go to jack's instagram.

pictures of him, his family, and i are scattered across the screen. him smiling makes me smile, just seeing his face makes me smile. i wish it was in real life though. i scroll through his feed looking at pictures of us, together. his last posts make me sad.

one is a picture of us together and the other one is a video of him singing. the picture is of us at a music festival. we went to it together. i still remember the moment we took the photo.

a drink in each of our hands, millions of accessories on us, colorful clothing, and smiles. a lot of smiling. i was so happy.

now i'm just depressed and sad. it's sad to think that your mood, attitude, and life could change in one single moment. and that moment you will remember and keep it with you for the whole rest of your whole life.

the video makes me even sadder. he was always a great singer. when he was still here, he would sing me songs in bed until i drifted of to sleep.

his voice is so calm and sweet, i would fall asleep in a minute. i sure do miss his voice. his beautiful voice. i click on the video and turn the sound up.

he's singing an original song that was written for me. the caption says 'for a beautiful angel'. he sang it when he asked me to be his boyfriend. i will forever remember that day for as long as i live.

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"where are you taking me?" i say, stumbling because i'm blindfolded and being pulled by jack.

"it's a surprise" jack responds back. we walk for about a minute when jack suddenly stops. i run into him and stumble back, jack catching me before i fall over.

"whoops, sorry dani" jack chuckles. "it's okay" i chuckle back. i hear stuff moving and rummaging around. then it stops. "take off your blindfold" jack says.

i take off the blue handkerchief to reveal jack, a guitar his hand. we are on an empty beach, it's about 6pm and the sun is setting. the color of the sun set makes it even more beautiful.

it's a mix of pink, yellow, and orange. words couldn't describe the beauty of it. jack starts strumming his guitar. the whole time i'm in pure shock.

he starts singing the most beautiful song i've ever heard. it's not a song i've heard before, i think it's an original. his voice is so calming and beautiful.

a tear slips out of my right eye. did he really do all of this for me? does he love me that much to do all of this? the song finishes and i'm in full tears. jack takes the guitar off.

"daniel james seavey, will you make me the happiest man alive and be my boyfriend?" jack says with a tear running down his face. i run up to him and hug him so tight.

"yes, a million times yes" i cry into his shoulder. we hug for a little while more, then we pull away. jack walks over to a basket with a red and white blanket under it.

he picks it up and walks back over to me. he lays the blanket down on the sand. he sits down and motions me to sit next to him.

i sit right next to him. he opens the basket and reveals food. we're having a picnic on the beach, with the sunset. this is the perfect date. i've always imagined that i would go on a date just like this one, but with a girl.

things change, but sometimes it's for the better. we start eating and engage into a conversation. after we finish eating jack picks and cleans everything up.

he then takes my hand and takes us the the middle of the beach, right in front of the sunset. he reaches into his back pocket for something.

"i got you a little something for your birthday" he takes out a small, black box. my hands cover my mouth in shock. no he didn't, i don't deserve this.

he opens the box to reveal a silver ring. it shines in the light, making it shimmer and glow. i gasp at the sight of it. its so beautiful.

"no, jack, i don't deserve this" i say shaking my head. "yes you do, you deserve the world" he says putting it on my right middle finger, it fits perfectly. a tear runs down my face. jack gently takes my jaw and turns my head towards him.

"it's a promise ring" he holds up his right hand to show an identical one. i gasp. "this is a reminder that through thick and thin, i will always love you" he states. a tear falls down my face.

"don't cry baby, beautiful boys don't deserve to cry" jack says leaning in, wiping my tear. i lean in also.

our lips connect like a magnet, sending sparks through my whole body. i've never felt this way with anybody else, jack is very special to me. it just feels right, his lips on mine.

here we are, kissing in front of a sunset. this is the moment i've been waiting for my whole life. falling in love with such an amazing and beautiful boy like jack.

i never want to pull away and leave his lips. they are so warm and soft. when we pull away my heart aches. he hugs me so tight.

"happy birthday baby, i love you so much" jack kisses the top of my head. "i love you too" i say in to his chest. we hug for a very long time, and i never want to let go, ever.

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i fidget with the ring on my right middle finger. the ring that jack gave me that day, i barely take it off. it's one of my most prized possessions. one of the things that reminds me of jack.

the door opens and i quickly turn my phone off and set it on the cold, metal table.

"i ran the license plate number and it come up as a red pick up truck, not a white van. we think he might have switched license plates. we also think it's related to the case of zachary herron and corbyn besson" detective cooper says sitting down across from me.

what? corbyn besson? "what do you mean the case of corbyn besson?" i ask so confused. "corbyn matthew besson went missing 6 months ago, we believe he was kidnapped" detective cooper says.

"really? that's where he went" i sat slouching in my chair.

"what do you mean?" detective cooper says ask me very confused.

i was really good friends with him, until he went missing. i never knew what happened to him because he stopped talking to me" i say sad that another one of the people i love was kidnapped.

"well we think that all three of them were kidnapped by the same person" she says, getting a call from someone. she talks to them for a few seconds before putting her phone away.

"we got another lead"

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tuesday
august 21st, 2018
1400 words

-alayna ✰