Yours Truly || Sequel to Let Me Know

Chapter Forty-Seven: Where is he?

Julia:

My body jolts up in response and I look around my surroundings, nothing had happened. I was out of breath. My heart felt like it was going to burst. Lin stirs in bed next to me, utterly confused. "What's wrong?" He muttered.

"I- nevermind... just a bad dream." I trail off. Something was definitely off. This didn't feel like just "another one of my dreams". Or was it? Was it just a dream? Or something subliminal, hidden in my subconscious, that was bigger?

"It's alright darling, come here."

I scooch closer to him, laying my head in his chest. His hand swiftly wraps my hair in sequential waves. And whatever nightmare I just had, all goes away. I mean, it had to be just a dream. No man like Lin would ever sell his soul to the devil. Right?

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The next morning, I tried my best shake off my nightmare and to get on with my day. But something wouldn't let me forget. There was something tying me back to that dream. And I couldn't do anything about it. It kept popping up in my head, whether I liked it or not.

You know when you have a dream so vividly, that when you wake up the next day it feels like it actually happened? Yeah, that's exactly how I'm feeling.

I walk down the stairs and notice the quietness in our apartment. I furrow my eyebrows, Lin must not be here, I think. Tobi greets me with his little jumps of excitement and I bend down to kiss him. "Do you know where dad is?! Huh?" I smile. He has no clue what I'm saying. How could he, he's a puppy.

Alexander wasn't here either. I look around in the kitchen for a note. Nothing. I walk back to the living room, to see if there was any clue of where my husband was this morning. Nothing.

I climb back to my room, nothing of this making any sense whatsoever. I walk over to my nightstand and pick up my phone. No missed calls or texts. This isn't like Lin. He will never leave home without leaving at least something for me to know where he is. Don't panic, I remind myself.

I do the next logical thing in my mind, and that's calling him. The phone rings. And rings. And rings. No sign of him picking up. I let out a shaky breath, my fingers trembling to mark his contact in my phone.

I manage to type out a text asking him where he was, and I shut my phone off. I purse my lips and try calling Groff, to see if he heard anything.

After the second ring, he answers. Any little indication of hope I had left had faded away when he said he didn't know where Lin went this morning.

"Where do you think he is, then? Is he okay? Where is he? And why hasn't he called me back?" I begin pouring out a billion questions over the line. My heart beats more and more quickly as every second passed by. Don't panic, I recall once again.

"Stay there. I'm coming over and we're gonna look for him."

The last thing I can do now is worry. I attempt to take deep breaths. In and out. I need to find my husband and I need to find him now. I just have to pray that God is taking care of him, wherever he is. If I provoke a panic attack, I'll just make things worse.

No later than ten minutes, Groff gets to our apartment. "Thank goodness you're here." I engulf my arms around his neck. "Calm down, we'll find him. He probably just left Alexander at his parents house and maybe took a drive on his own? To relax?"

I tried convincing myself with Jonathan's guess. "Yeah, yeah, you're probably right. Okay. Let's go to Luz and Luis's house."

The drive felt eternal. Perhaps because nerves were covering my entire body. Every light turned red, and every car drove as slow as they could. The world felt like it wasn't allowing me to find Lin.

I tried pinching myself, because all of this just felt like a nightmare, just like the one I had last night. Like the last moment I shared with Lin, before he disappeared.

Or maybe I'm blowing all of this out of proportion. Maybe I'm just crazy and an overthinker. He would never leave, would he? Did something happen to him? Did someone do this to him?

I bolt out of the car when we reach his parent's house and Jonathan follows suit behind me. I knock on the door and I'm received by the typical heart warming charisma from my in-laws.

But the environment soon switches as soon as they take notice of my worried expression.

"He's not at the apartment?" Luis turns his head when I tell them both what happened. I shake my head no.

"Neither is Alexander." Groff adds.

We all sit down at the couch, trying our best not to worry. This is so unlike them both. "And you said you called him several times and not once did he pick up?" Luz asked and I answered.

"I think we should call the police."

"It's time." Jonathan nods his head towards me. And my stomach turns in disgust as my fingers find the strength to mark the three numbers I've learned to memorize ever since I was a little girl.

Just come home Lin. I pray.

(A/N: If you made it this far, I love you! I hope you have the greatest week ever and please remember to rest and take some time to do what makes you happy. Thank you for reading this story! And I'm sorry I'm updating weekly instead of daily! college apps are hard😭)