I sit in the apartment alone waiting for Alex to come back from speaking to Will about if he knew anything about the disappearance of Mia and George and I had no idea what to do. Did I try and phone George? Mia? Did I go and look for them?
I had no idea.
To try and calm my mind while waiting I decide I might as well make myself useful by unpacking my bag and tidying up the mess left behind in the house. I start by going into Mine and Alex's room unpacking the two outfits from my bag throwing them into my laundry basket. Putting my phone charger and book by the side of my bed.
I sit down looking around the room thinking about all the memories that have been built here in this apartment, and this singular room itself. but the saddest thing was those memories that used to be happy ones, have turned into painful ones. And I hated that about this apartment it made me want to move, maybe that's what I needed to do maybe I needed a fresh start?.
After sat thinking for what felt like an eternity I hear the front door unlock and open as footsteps followed into the living room so I stood up and followed them there, seeing Alex stood in the living room with a jumper that stank of vomit.
"What the hell happened to you!?" I say holding my nose not wanting to get much closer to him than I already was.
"Oh nothing, Don't worry about it," He says with a shrug taking off his jumper replacing it with a shirt of his that laid on the arm of the chair on the sofa."Nothing? Alex, you're covered in sick! Is Will okay??"
"He's fine. He has, Uh had some mate over who was drunk and he was sick on me. Alright?!"
"... Alright," I could tell by the way Alex was almost stuttering over his choice of words that he was clearly lying, But I decided to leave it. If it was serious he would tell me... Right?
"He doesn't know where George or Mia is. Did you try phoning them?" Alex says sitting down on the arm of the sofa pulling out his phone checking through some things."No, I didn't. I was unpacking my bag." "Right, Well I'm going to try and phone them and if neither of them picks up I'll go out looking for them."
"Alright but uh, If they have just fucked off for no reason why do we need to find them exactly?"
"In case they're hurt???" He says dialling a number on his phone before putting the device to his ear waiting for a response of some form. I decide instead of standing there like a completely useless idiot I could make myself useful by going into the kitchen to make some form of dinner which would be 1000% better than the bloody hospital shit I had to eat.
As I walk into the kitchen I notice Will's necklace on the worktop I go over to it picking it up realising that the chain had been broken as if it had been ripped from his neck. Had Will been here before George disappeared??.
I put the necklace in my back pocket and look around the kitchen to see if there was any other "evidence" about what could have happened before and or after the supposed disappearance. And as I looked around I noticed on the side that there was an opened packet of bandages left on the side and there was one missing.
Something was going on and Alex was not telling me something. So it seemed once again that I was going to have to figure things out for myself.
Looks like I'll be making one last final visit to Will's place.
See yous on Sunday :) Have a good weekend x
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FanfictionPrologue: "This is wrong" I said pulling away from will's kiss hesitantly "I know" he said with a sigh "but I-". I cut his words off by putting my finger on lips "don't finish that sentence will You're with Mia.. and I'm with Alex" --- Started on 0...