Gone Missing

A perfect life one day, then the next an unknowing future...


2. Forced Decisions

I was awoken by screaming and the pounding of feet. My heart started to race and I grew very worried. Xavier was being yelled at by his partner.

            “How could you tell her your name? That is the biggest mistake you could have ever done! Oh my god! I can’t believe you! This is unforgivable! Ah!” I heard his feet running all throughout the house.

            “I don’t see why it’s that big of a deal! It’s not like anything is going to happen.” He yelled back.

            “You’re right; nothing is going to happen because you are going to take care of the problem you caused.” His partner stood still again.

            “Technically I didn’t cause this; you did! You were the one who wanted to take her, you were the one who made up the plan, and you were the one who needs the money. Not me! No,” He laughed angrily. “Not me, you!” Xavier yelled. So that’s the reason they took me. His partner needs money for something, but what? Rent? Food? Who knows; it could be anything.

            “It’s your fault that she knows your name.” He said coldly. “That is why this is your fault. And now you need to take care of it and make the problem you caused disappear.” They were calmer now; their voices kind of lowering and it was almost impossible to hear.

            “And how am I supposed to do that?” Xavier asked. Now it was quiet. I couldn’t hear any talking, only slight movements on the floorboards. I grew very anxious. It was so silent in the house that I could hear my heartbeat and my breathing seemed to echo in the jail cell like basement.

            Suddenly I was consumed into total brightness. It blinded me for a minute and I saw a figure standing in the doorway up the stairs. He started moving down the steps and I realized by the slim complexion it was Xavier. He had something in his hand; at first I couldn’t make out the object, but as he moved closer I realized it was a gun. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach and I became terrified. He descended the staircase and I stared up at him frightened. I knew what was coming and I knew there was no way I could stop it. I was going to die. That was that. My life was over before it has even begun.

            I tried my best to get away. I scooted back as far as I could, but my back just slammed into the wall and it seemed as if I had nowhere to go. I looked to each side of me to try and find some hope. There was nothing to my right; I looked to my left and I saw a lead pipe. I scrambled toward it, but wasn’t quick enough. Xavier was right behind me. He grabbed my leg and pulled me away from it. He stood over me, his black hair falling over his eyes. He looked sad.

            “I’m sorry.” He said in a low croaked voice. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, but he wouldn’t look at me.

            “Please, you don’t have to do this. Please Xavier, please…” I begged. At the recognition of his name his eyes shot to me with happiness. He realized how I truly saw him; not like a killer, but as an actual person. This made his face sadden. I could have sworn he actually looked like he was going to cry.

            “I’m sorry.” Was all he said. He leaned down on top of me and gently pushed away my hair from my face like he did before in the van. He caressed my cheek and I leaned my head into his soft fingertips. After a moment he lifted my chin and looked me in the eyes. “I’m sorry.” He repeated again. He leaned in and kissed me. I didn’t stop him; I didn’t want to. As bad as it may sound, I started to feel for him. He wasn’t just someone I was trying to get on my side anymore. He meant more to me now.

            His lips were soft and moist, and as I kissed him I couldn’t help but think about Nick. We had history, but this, this was different; this was passion. I still love Nick, don’t get me wrong, but this was something different, something I haven’t felt in a long time.

            Xavier pulled away and caressed my hair one more time before he stood up. I could see his face was wet with tears as he cocked the release on the gun. I felt my own tears roll down my cheek as I heard the firing of the gun. Suddenly everything went black.


            I didn’t feel any pain. It was bright where I was and it was silent. It was like I was in a place of nothingness. Suddenly things started to dim and take shape, and I was looking down on a scene. It wasn’t a pretty scene. A girl was lying on the ground, bloody and a man was kneeling above her holding her up to his chest, the gun lying right next to him. I realized after a moment that that girl was me and Xavier was holding me, sobbing. I was dead and in heaven.

            I thought of Nick and suddenly I was brought to a different scene. It was the parking lot where I was taken. My car door was open and my keys, pocketbook, and gift for Nick were lying on the ground next to it. Police were all around and the crime scene was taped off. I saw Nick there. He was very upset. He wore black suit pants, nice black dress shoes, and a gray coat. His face was shimmering and I realized it was tears shinning in the street lights. He was talking to a detective; his hands in his pockets. I saw his right hand fiddling with something.

            As he talked to the detective he pulled out his hand with the thing he was playing with in it. He held up the box and opened it. Inside was a shiny diamond ring. My breath caught and I couldn’t help but stare at it. Tears started to well up in my eyes as I came to the realization of the ring. He was going to propose. I thought to myself. I couldn’t even comprehend what was happening.

            I can’t even believe my life turned around drastically all in a couple of hours. I don’t think Nick will ever be the same after this, nor would Xavier. They were both traumatized in different ways. I know Nick wouldn’t rest until they caught the guys, but truthfully I didn’t want Xavier to be caught. He wasn’t necessarily the bad guy in this; it was his partner that was truly bad. I wish there was something I could do, anything, that could possibly help Xavier, but I know it was practically impossibly. I mean I’m dead for crying out loud! Oh my god… I’m dead… As the thought really started to sink in, tears of understanding formed in my eyes. It was now time for me to start my new beginning. Forget the past and encounter the new.

            My life was over and I have accepted it. I will see Nick again, but hopefully not for a long, long time. I blew him a kiss, smiled and turned away to meet my heaven that I will, now and forever, call home.

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