Isn't She Lovey- I Want You Back

Teenage life ain't always the easiest for the two children on once famous Niall Horan and Isabell Horan. What come's with teenage life can haunt you in the future. bad memories could come spinning back and like could be turned around. So what memories are Sam and Charlotte making?


19. Where Is She


My eyes flickered open as my phone rang. I took it my pocket to see who it was but I missed it. "Oh well," I yawned. What was the time? I went back to my phone and it was 12:30 pm. I hope that didn't wake Charlotte. I sat up and looked over but Charlotte was gone. "Charlotte? Where are you?" I yelled trough out the silent house. I seemed...well, too silent. Where has she gone?

I got up and ran for the door. I swung it open and ran down stairs. I searched the whole house but no sign of her. I ran back upstairs into her bathroom but she wasn't there either. I went to exit, but there, on the back of her bedroom door was a note saying she had gone to the shops. I should give her a call.

The phone rang but no answer. "I have a bad feeling about this," I sighed. I grabbed my jacket and headed for the front door. Locking it behind me, I ran down the steps and for the bus stop. I felt like it took forever, but I finally got to the shops. Searching around where she normally hangs and there was no sigh so I thought that I might go to the security office. I really did have a terrible feeling. Twin power people use to say we had. Sometimes it really did feel like that.

"Excuse me Sir? Can you help me? I'm looking for my sister and I have no idea where she is. Could you please check your cameras?" I asked a guard in a rush of one breath. 

"Okay son, right away. Follow me," she instructed. I followed behind into a big camera room. "Where do you think she will be?" he asked.

"Well she normally hangs around the food court, but she wasn't there today," I sighed looking at my feet.

"Well lets check earlier footage. What time did she get here? She might of been there at some point" he suggested.

Around lunch I would say, but I'm not too sure," I said. The guard started to fiddle with the screens and I joined to watch the food court. 

"Is she there anywhere?" he asked.

"Hmmm, nope keep going," I replied.

He kept speeding through the shots. "WAIT!" I shouted, "Sorry...that's her. She's with that girl I hate," I was about to say why but then I realized I couldn't because drugs are illegal.

"Okay I will take you through the cameras she went past," he said. In the footage I saw her meet up with a big bulky guy then hey walked out the back door of the shops. "That was about 10 minutes ago and that's all I got for you son, I'm sorry."  

"No, thank you. It helped so much," I said and ran for the door. I was going to go out that exit and see it I could find her. I ran, pushing people aside. Right now, I didn't give a care in the world about the people I way shoving away from my path. I just needed to get to Charlotte in hope she was perfectly fine and that I was just being a psycho. I really hope I'm just a psycho right now.

 I slammed open the door and ran into the middle of the staff car park that was half empty. I looking around and there was nothing. 'I hope to god she's okay', I thought. I turned in disappointment to enter back into the building, but as I turned around, I saw a body laying still and ever so silent on the ground.

"Charlotte?!" I called out. No answer, as I expected. I ran faster than I had ever ran before trying to reach her. As a came closer I slid my knees down beside her, causing me to cut a whole on my jeans and a scratch in my leg, but I didn't stop to think about that.

I pulled her shoulder and leg her on her back.

"Charlotte?" I questioned the stiff body. The tears started and knew they wouldn't stop soon. Her body was so cold, so was recent. She only just died. 

"I could of helped you. I could of prevented this from happening. It's all my fault Charlotte. I'm so sorry," I lean't down and cried into the stomach. I looked down at the ground and I saw a syringe. What the? I picked it up off the ground and examined it. This is what killed her. Did she do this to herself. I don't even care anymore. I just want her back. 

"CHARLOTTE COME BACK!" I screamed into the grey, gloomy skies.

My hands were shaking, but I managed to get my phone out of my pocket. I dialed the number for ambulance and pressed call. It was so difficult to talk, but in the end I got them speeding their way here.


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