gone girl

10

january 6, 2020

billies POV

"what the fuck do you mean?" i shout at the policeman behind the counter. "you're telling me that it's been almost a week and you've found nothing?"

"im sorry, ma'am, but it's an ongoing investig-"

"fuck it," I growl, snatching my keys off of the counter. "fuck this entire station - if you wont take the time out of your day to search for my fucking girlfriend, ill do it myself."

i storm out of the police station, letting out a frustrated scream. theres so much that they could be doing, but instead, they're sitting on their asses and sticking their dicks in donuts.

"fuck," i groan as i settle in my car. "fuck, fuck, fuck!" i hit the steering wheel repeatedly, my eyes squeezing closed as tears threaten to spill.  out of the corner of my eye, i see flashing lights and a stampede of screaming teenagers. "honestly, fuck my life."

i start my car and shift into reverse, pulling out of the parking lot and speeding down the street as fast as i could.

i turn the radio up and lean back slightly in my seat, my ears straining to listen to the static sound.

"in other news, singer-songwriter  billie eilish's long time best friend and girlfriend, marley frazier, has gone missing! police say she was last seen wearing black leggings and a black hoodie on new years eve. sources say that billie is cancelling her where do we go? world tour until marley is found. if you have any information, we're asking you to immediately contact the los angeles police department."

"motherfucker," i mutter, carefully turning the corner. "the cops arent doing jack shit, and yet they're taking the credit-"

"breaking news! a video has surfaced on an adult television websites, featuring what seems to be marley frazier. the video contains images of miss frazier screaming and crying for help, as well as a pained message to her girlfriend, rising artist billie eilish."

i slam on the breaks, the tires of my car screeching on the cement as i stop in the middle of the residential road.

what?

"sources say, the video was livestreamed yesterday, and was originally uploaded by an anonymous user. since the video's discovery, los angeles police has found the IP address, and have since sent patrol cars to the residence."

I pull up in front if my house, my hands working quickly with my phone. three rings and i get a different message.

"stop calling this number," a dull voice answers. "i dont know who the fuck this is, but you need to stop calling me."

my eyebrows furrow at the voice, familiar but dull at the same time. "marley?"

"call me again," she starts, her voice wavering as she puts emphasis on the next words. "and i will call the police."

call ended.

hello

what do ya think so far?

also this is my last draft so no more updates for today :)