bridges [h.s.]

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖

Once I pull this trigger off
You'll be begging me to stop
Tarantino killing love
I couldn't really give a fuck

***

Harry.

"What do you mean you don't know where she is?" I barked into the phone.

"I mean, I saw her walk out with him and she hasn't been back yet," Kendra desperately tries to explain.

My stomach dropped with her words.

He has Bella. I don't even want to imagine what he's doing to her now.

"Why the fuck would you let her leave with him?" I said dangerously calm.

My heart is beating out of my chest right now, I can feel my pulse in my ears, everything starts to ring. My head is beating as my eyes start to lose focus.

My phone falls from my hand and bounces off the floor. The room is spinning and I forget how to breathe.

I reach to grab the sides of my head to try and relieve the pressure of the pain brewing inside my head.

Tears stream down my face.

I can't do this.

She's probably dead, and it's all my fault.

Everything's your fault.

No. Stop. Please.

I fall down to my knees and let out all the pain I had been keeping in.

I've spent almost everyday for the past month with Bella, she's so kind and she most definitely doesn't deserve this.

You did this to her.

I didn't mean to, I'm just trying to keep her alive. I know that if word got out I let her go, then people would be after her. They would think she meant something to me, at the time they would've been wrong, but now?

Bella's presence makes everything better, I never showed it but I loved spending everyday with her.

That day we went shopping and we were eating In N' Out in the car was the moment I figured she meant more to me than I thought.

While it may not have seemed like much, it meant the world to me. No one even know I have a weird phobia of clowns, only her.

Now she's probably dead in a ditch and it's all because I sent the one person who could care less about her to keep an eye on her. That was my mistake.

Once my breathing returns to a normal pace, I head down the stairs to meet with Liam and his crew.

"Payne, I need you to track Riviera's phone, and I need it within the next 30 seconds."

"Thirty seco-" I glare at him, he swallows his words and nods.

Soon he's typing away on his computer doing whatever it is hackers do.

"Harry, man, I think he has some sort of blocker installed in the phone. I can't reach it," Liam explains slowly, nervous to my reaction.

Of course he would block it, why wouldn't he?

I'm thinking of my next move because I can't drive around town all day and night looking for them.

Then I remember, her necklace. We can get the footage, see where he took her.

"Liam, the necklace, get the footage from the necklace!"

That's if he didn't break it.

Liam is immediately typing faster than before, before leaping up and handing me the laptop.