The Self-Harmed

~Missing~

"Charlie." Someone hissed.

I opened an eye, and looked around my room.

"Charlie!" They hissed again.

Go away. I closed my eye.

"Charlie, wake the fuck up!" Someone shook me.

"What!" I hissed sitting up my hands held out ready to strangle the neck of whoever was trying to wake me up. "What?"

"Clara's not in her room." Owen flipped on the lamp by my bed.

"And you know this how?"

"Because I went to her room to talk to her."

"What does this have to do with me?" I demanded. "I still have my own boyfriend to make up with."

"Don't you think It's a little funny how we both are fighting with them, they both start sneaking secrets and We All are left out of what they're talking about?"

I looked at the door, to Owen, and then back at the door.

"Get up." He tossed the blankets off of my legs.

I grabbed his hand and pulled myself up. We snuck three doors down and I softly knocked on Ryder's door. Owen sighed and pushed open the door. I looked at him and he held up his hands. I smacked him silently, and then pushed open the door all the way. Owen Hurried down the hall and I took a step into Ryder's room. His bed was made without a wrinkle.

I left the room and ran after Owen. When I got close enough, he stuck his hand out behind him. I grabbed onto his hand and he pulled me down the hall. We made it to the lobby and in front of the attendance office.

"What are we doing here?" I asked him.

"Give me one of your pins." He held out a hand.

I sighed and reached into my hair for a bobby pin. I handed it over and stood watch as he picked the lock.

"Don't you think it's a little creepy that there's nobody in the front office?" I demanded, in a whisper.

He stood up, "I'm in."

We hurried into the office. Owen hurried over to the computer, and I locked the door. I stood next to him.

"They missed last period and dinner." He said, and then eyed me. "I didn't see you at dinner either."

"So you think I'm helping them?" I demanded, smacking him in the back of the head.

He typed something into the computer, and I picked up a folder, and flipped through some pages.

"Look at this." I held out the paper. "Someone sighed them out right before sixth period."

"Who signed it?" He took the paper.

"No one signed it Owen, which means-"

"The hospital took them."

We looked at each other.

Owen opened his mouth to say something, and then the door knob jiggled. I snatched the paper from Owen and set it back in place. Owen turned off the screen and we dove under the desk pulling the chair into place. Owen flipped a little switch on the back of the tower that shut down the whole thing. I reached up, and grabbed my pin by the key board.

"What are you doing?" He whispered.

I held up the pin and He sighed. The door opened and I looked at him wide eyed. He pulled me under his arm and held my mouth shut. A pair of black shoes came into view, and I pushed deeper under the desk, and Owen stroked my face with his thumb.