Life like fantasy

Chapter 5 - I'm sorry that I let you down

Jesse pov:
18 hours have passed since Nika went missing. We all barely slept this night. I tried to ask the police what to do and the told me to stay calm. They would start a search when she was 24 hours gone. Nika was a teenager and it would happen that teenagers disappear for some time. I knew that but not Nika. My sister wouldn't do that.

The first thing I did in the morning was looking through her room. I couldn't find a hint of where she could be. She only had her school stuff with her. Things like her laptop, her camera and her sketchbook all laid on their places. I sat on her bed looking around. I took her laptop and tried to get in but I didn't know the password. I even looked through the most recent pictures on her camera but they were all from Niana's welcome-home-barbecue. I stopped at a picture of the two of us, three weeks ago. I got Nika the camera for her 16th birthday and she loved it. She took it nearly everywhere and made so many great pictures. On the black and white photo I carried Nika piggyback and we both laughed into the camera. A small tear ran down my cheek and dropped on the camera. A sad smile flickered around my face as I wiped the tear away from the display. Nika immediately would have ranted about how I could destroy her camera. She loved that thing.

We sat at home waiting again because there was nothing we could do. We put out a message on every social media profile we had. Even friends of us like the whole cast of PD, Colin Donnell, Taylor Kinney, Jesse Spencer, Miranda Mayo, Monica Raymund and Kara Killmer reposted it along with the official 'Chicago Fire' 'Chicago Med' and Chicago PD' pages, asking the people if someone had seen her but by now there was nothing. A friend of mine who works with the police and as an advisor for 'Chicago PD' (to make it look real) tried to track down her phone but he needs some time for results.

At some point I was so helpless that I even looked if there were any flights to Austria yesterday or today. There were. I got really scared and called the airport. I asked if Nika Bacher was on one of these planes. When I told them it was about a missing minor the nice lady looked for me on her list but she wasn't on it. On one side I was relieved on the other side I was more worried than before. I thanked the lady and tried another idea. As she moved in with me and I became her legal guardian we made a bank account for her so she could handle her parents heritage and the money she got from selling their house and car. By law in Chicago, I was the one who decides over the money but I didn't want to. It belonged to my sister so I contacted my lawyer and he made sure that I didn't have any influence on her money. The only thing I could do was keeping an eye on what she spends it for.
That's what I did. I looked into her bank account but it was another dead end. She didn't spend any money for a flight or anything else like a train or an Uber or something.

I sighed deeply as I closed my laptop.
At least Niana slept in her crib, not crying. She could feel that Sophia and I both were scared. I started frantically running up and down in our living room when suddenly my phone rang. I grabbed it as fast as I could and picked up. "Yes?" I said and I could hear the voice of my police friend on the other side of the line. "I found her phone and sent a patrol over. The device was in a dumpster near her school but no sign of Nika. The patrol will bring you the phone because they are not allowed to look into it yet." He told me. I nodded, knowing he couldn't see me. "Thank you." I said and hung up. I explained everything to Sophia and the moment I finished the doorbell rang. We went to open it and it was the police patrol. We told them to come in and have a seat on the couch. The man handed me a phone. It was definitely Nika's because I recognized the black case Sophia had gotten her. I took it and turned it on. Fingerprint lock and password. Of course. I ran my hand through my hair. "You have any idea what her passcode could be?" The policeman asked. I shook my head. Again I felt like I didn't knew my own sister anymore. Suddenly I had an idea. It was a really small chance but I tried it. Nika once told me that every password she had was an important date. It actually worked. Her passcode was the date she first arrived in Chicago. "Thank you for bringing this over." I said to the police. The two men nodded. I started scrolling through her calls, messages and social media pages. In her Instagram dm's I found something strange. The last week she texted with an unknown person named Taylor. I read the texts and got worried more and more. Nika said more than one time she didn't want anything from him but this guy kept approaching her. The last texts were the creepiest. I hope you like the dress... You will look beautiful in it... See you tomorrow... It's not an offer... And the very last one was sent yesterday morning without a reply from Nika. It said: You made a big, big mistake and you will regret it...
Inside my head formed the undeniable truth. And it was not a good one because everything was my fault...

Nika pov:
Everything was still black. I lost the feeling for time. I couldn't say how long I had been here. By now I knew that I laid on a stone floor. I could feel the rough surface under my tied hands. Some time after I woke up I recognized a sharp and bad pain in my shoulder, neck and hip. It was breathtaking and I just wanted it to end. I still couldn't say what happened the, i guess, last 24 hours. The very last thing I could remember was that school was over and I was waiting for my brother. But right now my world was only black and painful.

A/N: Anyone understood that reference with the big, big mistake? Really? No one? Go watch 'The Flash' like ASAP...