I'm Here |Nick Mayorga|

Chapter 6

Missing

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(of a person) absent from a place, especially home, and of unknown whereabouts.

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This story contains sensitive information that most girls are forced to go through and what a lot of girls fear. This might be triggering and/or sad to many people.

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-Nick's Point of view-

We've been researching for 5 hours and we haven't found anything. Everything we've found is about a different girl with the same name. We found a few articles about a girl with the exact same scars as her but with a different first name. "How have we not found anything?" I ask. " I don't know, it's as if she doesn't exist in the internet. Other than her Instagram." This is so frustrating. "Wait," Caylus says. "I think I found something." He adds. He turns his laptop towards me and points at an article. "What am I looking at?" He clicks on the article and starts reading it out loud. "16 year old Kasey Fishman found after being missing for 2 years. Fishman was found in the state of Texas, many miles away from her home. Many believe she was kidnapped while she was walking home from school, and sex trafficked around the country. Fishman and her family does not want to talk about the tragedy and want privacy during this hard time. The kidnapper has not been found and Fishman is not aware of what he looks like." He finishes reading with his voice breaking from holding back tears. After 5 minutes, I finally break the silence. "Two years. She was missing for two years." Caylus gets a tissue and blows his nose since he had cried for those five minutes. "She got those scars from people raping and abusing her." He whispers. "How are we gonna keep this a secret? How are we gonna tell her that we know what happened to her?" I ask. "We don't. If we do it'll hurt her, she needs to tell us when she's ready. She can't know that we know about this." I nod and close my laptop. "But this doesn't answer one of our questions. Why did she move in?" I ask. "Maybe she couldn't be home anymore. She probably didn't feel safe, and when Tal and Adi got a new house, she thought she would be safe here with a bunch of guys who could protect her." Caylus says. "But she's surrounded by a bunch of guys, don't you think that triggers something for her?" I ask. Caylus' eyes go wide like he remembers something. "When I was cleaning up the cut on her foot, she was crying, but it wasn't the pain, it was the yelling. Jason started yelling, which caused Adi and Tal to yell at him." "Yelling triggers her." I say like I'm smart. He nods. "And the nightmares." He adds. What was happening in her nightmare earlier? I look at the time and it's 7a.m. The guys should start waking up in an hour. "Why don't we finish this later, and get some sleep. Everyone is gonna wake up soon." I say. He nods and grabs his laptop. "Good night, Nick." He says and walks out of my room.

-3 hours later- -Kasey's Point of View-

I wake up and feel something or someone next to me. I touch it and jump, causing me to fall on the floor. I hear someone move around on my bed and a groan. It sounds like a guy? I panic and check to see if I'm still fully clothed. Hoodie? Check. Underwear? Check. Shorts? Check. I took off my bra before going to sleep so I don't have to worry about that. "Kasey?" I can't tell who's talking. But that sleepy voice hits different. I sit up and see Caylus? What is he doing on my bed? Why was he sleeping with me? "What are you doing on my bed?" I whisper. "You walked into my room at like 7:30 crying and asked if I could sleep with you in your room. I didn't like to see you cry so I said yes and held you till you fell asleep. Do you not remember?" I actually don't remember. He's not wearing a shirt or shorts, and he's not even bothering to cover himself up with my blanket. I shake my head as a way of telling him I don't remember. "Well I'm gonna get out of here before one of your brothers walks in and sees me in your bed." He says and get out of my bed. He walks towards the door and checks to see if anyone's in the hall. When he doesn't see anyone he speed walks out of my room and goes into his. I sigh and close my door. I check my phone and see that I have almost a thousand new followers on Instagram. How is that possible. I see new comments on my pictures like 'omg you're so pretty' and 'i knew tal and adi had a sister." I smile a little bit a little and like those 2 comments. I close Instagram and put my phone down. I open my suitcases and start putting my clothes into my closet and my shoes on the floor next to the door. I still have to decorate but that's okay. After a while my phone starts vibrating signaling that someone's calling me. I answer without checking who it was and hear a voice I haven't heard in a very long time, making me drop my phone.

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Hehe. Cliffhanger again! But at least I updated. Who called her that scared her so much she dropped her phone? Comment your ideas cause I wanna know what you think.