The Way the Cookie Crumbles

The Disappearance of Vincent Lewis

Vincent Lewis was a kind, fun-loving, joking person. Lillian Grey was in love with him but he never knew and will never know, or so she thought. 3 years ago he disappeared, but Lillian remembers it like it was yesterday. He was there one second and then gone the next. She hadn't heard from him in a few days and just thought he got his phone taken. Thinking back to the day she found out was very painful for Lillian but she often found herself doing it. Lillian often dreamed about it in her sleep and woke up crying.

That day Lillian Grey walked into school as happy as could be, today was the day she was going to confess her feelings for Vincent, she had been working on what she was going to say all weekend; so caught up in her own ambitions that she had not noticed what was on the news, her parent's strange attitude towards her, or even the countless calls from his parents or her friends to tell her the news. Vincent was gone and she had no clue, and her best friend was about to shatter every version of Lillian's reality, every shape or form that she had envisioned for today. When Lillian walked up to Diamond with the biggest smile in the world. She had been wondering why people had been staring at her when she was walking into school smiling. It didn't hit her that something was wrong until she walked up to her best friends who was usually all smiles and laughs, she now dawned a very grim expression as she looked up at Lillian trying to fake a smile, but deep down Diamond knew that there was no way she could fake her expression for long.

Lillian didn't even notice Diamond's expression as she walked up to her smiling and began speaking, "I'm telling Vincent how I feel today and I'm ner-,"

Diamond cut her off with a sniffle and proceeded to shatter Lillian's bubble of reality, "Lil he's gone, Vincent is gone." Lillian froze in her spot shaking her head thinking there is no way he's gone, he wouldn't just leave me then said aloud, "No there is no way, he would never leave me. He's my best friend. He wouldn't just leave and not say goodbye." Tears streamed down her face as she thought about him, her best friend just up and left her. You see it's not that simple but that's for another time. Diamond tried to calm Lillian down but she wouldn't listen.

She ran to the only place she knew she could be alone. As Lillian entered the girl locker room she leaned against the locker and her body involuntarily slid down the lockers. It hurt her back but she didn't care, at this point sobs were racking her chest, the love of her life, her best friend was gone. Lillian covered her mouth, as her chest began to hurt and she had a hard time breathing sadness, and fear have taken over her thoughts as she begins to reminisce about the good times she had with Vincent. Lillian begins to think the worst No he's not dead he's fine, right?

As she sits there against the locker her hand on her mouth sobbing a girl walks into the doorway, She is perfect. The girl smiles and texts someone on her phone a picture of Lillian, "She is the perfect thing to use when he resists us. They seem to be very close". She then walks away as if nothing happened. Lillian is so caught up in her sadness that she doesn't seem to notice what is happening around her. She thinks about the time they went and got ice cream while walking on the pier and he looked at her like she was the only thing that mattered, and to Vincent she was all that mattered. But all Lillian knew is that he was gone, he had left her, or did he?

The principal bursts into the room with a pitiful expression on his face, "Did you just hear about Vincent?" Lillian nodded and every word the principal said turned into static in Lillian's ears, nothing he said was going to make it better, nothing anyone said would. The static was like the static of an old T.V, the ones you have to hit a few times to get them to work. But Lillian would need more than a few words to be okay again, she would need months of counseling and isolation to be okay again. All she could see were the memories she had with him, but when the realization hit that she would never see him again she only saw what was in front of her. It was almost like everything in her life seemed less colorful, almost as if everything was the same. It took a while for everyone to see that there was no fixing Lillian Grey, no matter how much they did she would always be a little broken inside, she would never be able to be the happy, bubbly and fun girl she was before.

It was 8:30 on the morning of December 20th, when Lillian Grey ran into the locker room. But it wasn't until 9:30 that the Principal got her off the floor and down to the office. Where she would sit in silence not talking to anyone, not crying just sitting there feeling numb. Lillian would never be the same, or at least that is what everybody thought. When the principal helped her down the hallway, Lillian finally stopped crying, it finally came crashing down on her that she may never see him again. She looked at the ground as people looked at her with pitiful expressions wondering what she was going to do to herself or if she was even stable enough to be at school. Everyone knew how close they were, no one ever tried to come between them.

Lillian sat in the office for an hour being questioned by the councilor only nodding or shaking her head not really answering the questions asked, when her parents finally came to pick her up all she did was look up at them and grab her bag walking out to the car not talking to anyone. The car ride home was silent and she stared out the window when they passed his house she just turned over in her seat and looked at the floor. When they reached home she walked straight to her room and closed the door grabbing a picture of VIncent and staring at the wall. What else is there to do when the love of your life and your best friend disappears? The answer is nothing, there was nothing for her to do. Lillian had never felt this type of pain, a soul-crushing weight on her chest, making her feel like she couldn't breathe or even get up from her bed.

She sat like that for hours until she fell into a dreamless sleep. The Vincent she knew would never just leave her. Never purposefully hurt her, and if he ever came back would he be the same? Who knows, nobody does. There never is a way to know in these types of situations. A year later they stopped looking for him, they suspected that he had run away. Everyone lost hope in finding him, the pieces of her Lillian that he left behind had only begun to heal. But what they didn't know is that something big would happen in two years, something no one saw coming.

The months after the end of the search were the hardest for Lillian but she was slowly getting better, through counseling and self-isolation. She finally started going out again a year and a half after she heard the news, she also started smiling again after that. But soon that squeezing pain in her chest would resurface, something she wouldn't be able to handle was about to happen. Lillian's life was about to get interesting. 

A/N Here is the first chapter, I went through it and decided to re-write this story because I felt like it didn't make much sense. So here you go :)