Do you remember?

Chapter Fourteen

*********Theo's Perspective**********

I stared at my phone. My phone that was no longer buzzing with Val's texts because Val was gone. I clenched my fist, hitting the wall. How could I have been so stupid? How could I have watched them take her?

My dad tries to comfort me saying that I had hit my head and I wasn't thinking straight. I don't care what happened after the car hit us. I didn't grab her. I have loved her ever since I saw her in second grade. She had her hair in braids and had bangs that sheltered her face. She wore a denim skirt and plaid button down shirt. Ever since that day I knew that I loved her. I used to go to school with fevers and flus just to see her. Tears threatened my eyes.

I loved her.

I loved her.

There wasn't a bone in my body that doubted my feelings for her. Yet I watched her get taken in front of my eyes. I don't care if I was concussed at the moment, if I love her like I think I do I would have done something. I hated myself. She was somewhere, scared, worried and wondering where she was. I was here in the security of my house. Anger heated up inside of me, beginning to bubble deep within my stomach. I would swap places with her in a heart beat because that is what love is. When your in love you will do anything for the other, even if it means risking your own life.

I clenched my hands so tight my knuckles began to turn white. I wanted to know she was safe. I wanted to know that she wasn't dead because if she isn't dead, there is hope. And if there's hope I will never give up on her returning home.