Fangirl's sister : Ruel

Don't say my name

January 4th, 6:45PM

"Where am I?" I whispered in a scared voice, as I saw five black figures standing in front of me. "That's unnecessary information" a girl around my age said. "But-" I was cut off by someone slapping my cheek, hard.

I let a silent tear run down my cheek. "I can't move-" I whispered even lower than before. "Yeah, someone hit you with their car, they left, it's called a hit and run idiot" someone spat at me, another silent tear ran down my cheek as I was slowly hit by extreme pain.

"Don't be a bitch Stassie" one of the girls said in a very low whisper. Stassie I need to remember that name. "Don't say my name" the girl who slipped up got slapped as well. "Give her some morphine and some water" The Stassie girl spoke in a harsh voice, before her and three other girls left.

-

"I'm scared" I said, my voice breaking. We had called Maisy's parents, the police and a search party had started. Sunday had just asked me if I was okay, and I certainly wasn't. "Ruel" she said in a soft voice standing up to pull me in for a hug, I didn't want to seem weak, so I tried to push her away. "You don't need to be strong" she whispered. "Don't make me seem weak" I harshly said. "I know you didn't mean that Ruel, but please talk to me" she whispered rubbing my back quietly.

I could feel the tears pressing to be released but I won't let them out. (JUST LIKE FKN GOSPEL U IDIOT) I need to be strong.

"Sunday-" I was shocked as of, how weak my voice was. "- I need to be strong for her" I said, a single tear escaping, it silently but sure as hell ran down my cheek. Sunday gently dried it away with her sleeve.

"Let's take you home-" she proposed. "No Sunday, you don't fucking get it, I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't do anything without Maisy, she's the fucking love of my life, you really don't get that I'll never be myself again if we don't find her, I'll never-" I couldn't keep the tears back anymore.

"Hey it'll be okay, I know my sister and she's strong, and her love for you, us, will keep her alive, whatever has happened to her, she will strive back stronger and we will find her" Alice, Maisy's sister said, her voice shaking and worn out from crying as well. "She'll be okay" she cried. "I'm sure" she said fighting through the tears. I looked over towards Sunday seeing her tear up as well. "We'll find her" Sunday agreed. "Or she'll find us" she added, pulling both me and Alice in for a bone breaking hug.

"We'll find her, or she'll find us" I whispered trying to believe the words myself.

-

"I'm so sorry" the shy girl spoke, as she handing me two morphine pills, I don't even know if that's what it was. "It is morphine right?" I asked, stilling not able to move my body. "Yes it is, I'm sure, if we were to drug you, I wouldn't be the one to do it" she admitted bluntly. "Shit-" she quickly cursed afterwards. "Stassie and May will have my head" she said in such a quiet voice I sure as hell weren't supposed to hear it.

Stassie, noted.

May, noted.

"I've never been drugged before, guess I would've tried it at some point, so rather sooner than later" I said in a snappy voice. Making shy girl jump a little. "Oh sorry I didn't mean to startle you, it's just, I've never been kidnapped by five teen girls before, so I'm not really sure how to react" I said startling her, I could see her curly hair shake a bit, so did her hands as she handed me the water. "I can't move my body, do you really think I'll be able to grab that glass?" I gave her a hard stare. "I'm sorry" her voice was now on the edge of sounding like she was crying. "You aren't, if you were, you'd get the police her too get me" I spat.

I sure as fucking fuck, weren't gonna be nice to them.

Note to self shy girl has curly hair.

-

"Thank you for letting us stay here" Sarah, Maisy's mum, said to my mum. My mum gave her a soft smile. They'd almost been inseparable since we called her parents telling them what had happened.

I looked down into my lap, at a sleeping Alice, she was holding Wilbur tightly. Coco and Sylvie were sitting in the other couch talking in quiet voices, while my friends were out to get us all food.

Jace, Maisy's dad, hadn't said a word to anybody since him and the others had gotten here. Sarah had assured us all that he weren't mad at us, but that it was just because he was worried, didn't help me with my feeling of guilt.