(77): Missing Girl

Kyle's POV

"You filled in the wrong details, dumbass" Nathan tseks watching my paper.

"No I didn't" I argue.

He sighs loudly "The name of the company we went to on Tuesday was 'Copper Industries' not fucking 'Copper Incorporated'" He tells me pointing at my mistake.

"Man, whatever" I groan fixing it.

"What's wrong with you? You seem distracted" He asks putting the pencil down.

"I'm just uneasy about Chelsea-Anne going out without me. My dad has been relentless lately. He sent me a contract this week" I say.

I didn't tell Chelsea-Anne because I don't want her to worry. He's been sending me contracts to work for him none stop since the accident that he caused thinking I'd finally give in.

"Again, man?" Nathan's eyes widen.

I nod sighing "Yeah. I don't know. She's with Nicholas, right? Nothing bad can happen"

"Yeah" He reassures.

I hum deep in my thoughts. I'm always uneasy when she goes out without me but today it's worse for some reason. Maybe I'm being paranoid. I mean, Zach would warn me if anything were to happen. But I think dad has been shutting him out lately. The man can read through people like a magazine so I'm pretty sure he can tell that Zach is half-assed right now so he's not telling him shit.

Great.

"If it helps you feel better" Nathan says putting a hand on my shoulder and getting my attention "My dad is getting his parole hearing this weekend"

My eyes widen surprise "For real?"

"Yeah... he might be released" Nathan breathes running a hand through his hair.

"Woah, that's fucked up man"

"Just as long as he stays away from us. I'll really kill him, Kyle, if he tries anything"

Woah.

"Maybe he'll come back a better person. I've heard jail humbles the fuck out of people. Just calm down" I assure.

He shrugs "I don't know"

"Man, what's up with us and fucked up fathers?" I laugh, trying to make the mood lighter.

He laughs "It's a wonder we're not fucked up"

"Well, we are semi-fucked up" I muse "Aren't you always the one involved in fights? Especially for your girl?"

He laughs nodding "Yeah, that's me. Aren't you the one who treated your girl like shit at first?"

"Unfortunately" I snort.

"How are you two anyways?" He asks after we've laughed for a good two minutes.

"Good. Really good" I can't help but smile.

He smirks, waggling his eyebrows and I already know what he's going to ask "Yeah? And how's the sex?"

Knew it.

"Fucking crazy"

He laughs loudly "Oh shit, dude. You're so whipped. Remember when I said Chels wasn't all too innocent? You get it now, huh?"

"She's still innocent, just not in my bed" I laugh smacking his head.

The guy can't stop laughing.

Thinking about sex with Chelsea-Anne might just get me hard so I seriously need to stop. God, I can't believe how much I actually miss her right now.

"How was the date last night? You were stressing like crazy over it" He asks after he's sobered up.

I smile remembering "It was perfect"

"Perfect?" He raises a brow "Damn, I've never heard you use that word."

"Well it was"

"Mhm, I have a feeling something big happened. Wanna enlighten me?" He trails, seeing right through me. I don't know how he does that.

"Well... I may or may not have told her that I was in love with her"

"What?" He booms looking shell shocked "Love? Dude, you never even told me this"

I snort "Yeah. Cause I love her, not you"

"This is big, you know?" He says "It takes a real man to tell his girlfriend that he's in love with her. I'm proud of you man. Mostly that I've now confirmed that you're not actually a robot because I had my doubts"

This causes me to laugh "Shut up"

"I know you've loved Chels for a long time but I'm proud that you told her too" He praises and I'm half-way blushing so I punch his chest so he can stop "What'd she say?"

"Started bawling her eyes out. I was so scared. I thought she'd say she didn't feel the same but luckily she does" I laugh thinking about it.

That was the scariest moment of my life.

"Girls are so weird" He snorts.

I nod, fully agreeing. Last night was too good honestly. Those words coming from her mouth did indescribable things to my heart. I was so happy, I almost started crying. I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing her say 'I love you'. Hell I don't think I'll ever get tired of saying that either. It feels so right.

I know I downplay it but it was really a big deal for me. I'd never said those words to any other girl before, mostly because I didn't believe in love in the first place. My parents didn't really do a good job at demonstrating it to me either so yeah. Anyways, Chelsea-Anne made me believe in it and I can't actually believe what I'd been missing out on. I really do love her. Only God and I know just how much.

"How are you and Kathrine?" I ask instead because I'm tired of smiling like an idiot thinking about my girlfriend.

Nathan sighs "She's mad at me"

"What did you do now?" I roll my eyes holding back a laugh.

"So here's what happened. I logged onto my Instagram on her phone because mine was acting up for some reason. Anyways I forgot to log out which means she's been receiving my DMs from thirsty girls"

I laugh "What? What were they saying?"

"Things like 'you're so hot' or 'can I spend the night with you'." I can't stop laughing, this is too good. "Dude, it's not funny. Obviously she didn't see my responses and I told her that I shut those girls off but she doesn't believe me so yeah" He finishes flustered.

"Why would you not log out?"

"I forgot" He excuses incredulously, shooting daggers at me "I don't know. I'm just a bit frustrated cause she's not talking to me either"

"Oh shame" I mutter.

"Dude, she just doesn't trust me. She doesn't even try to hide it. I don't like that" He says frustrated as he runs a hand down his face.

"You don't exactly have the cleanest record when it comes to girls" I shrug awkwardly.

"Oh and she does?" He scoffs.

I put my hands up in surrender "I'm not making excuses, I'm just saying. Jeez, don't take it out on me"

"I don't want to be 'that guy' by bringing up that whole thing with her professor but I will if I have to. She's acting like she's all too innocent and she's really not"

Jesus.

"I don't want to get involved, so yeah" I say.

"She probably also gets those types of DMs. Nah, fuck this" He vents, ignoring my request of not involving me "Do you and Chels have these types of fights?" He asks.

"Not real-"

"You know, the thing with Kathrine and I is that we're too much alike" He continues before I can even answer him. Okay wow. "I know what she's going to do before she even does it and vice-versa"

"Nathan" I get his attention "I said don't involve me, man. I'm serious"

"I'm not involving you, I'm talking to you"

"Yeah and pretty soon you're gonna be asking me what you should do and I don't want to give you the wrong advise so it's just better if you don't"

He sighs loudly "Okay, fine. I'll speak to Nick"

Nicholas...

Shouldn't Chelsea-Anne be back by now. They've been gone for hours. I take out my phone and see that the time is 16:23. No, she should be back by now. I start to dial her number.

"Who you calling?" Nathan asks me confused.

"Chelsea-Anne" I reply listening to my phone ring. She goes to voicemail after a while. I start to panic and dial her a few more time and she still goes to voicemail.

Okay, what the fuck?

"Dude, she's not answering" I tell Nathan alarmed "Nah, somethings not right. She always answers her phone"

"Call Nick" He suggests.

I sigh, trying to calm down, and do just that. Luckily he does answer.

"Chels is lying, I didn't do it" Is the first thing he says.

"What?" I ask confused.

He stays quiet for a while "What? Did she say anything to you? About me kissing her cheek? If she did, she's lying"

He's lucky I'm distracted right now.

"Nicholas, man" I snap agitated.

"What?"

"Where is she? Is she still with you? Tell her to answer her phone" I say impatiently.

"What do you mean is she still with me? She dropped me off an hour ago and was making her way back to you" He tells me.

An hour ago?

"What? Are you serious? I swear to God, Nicholas, you better not be fucking with me like this"

"I'm not fucking with you, idiot"

I feel my lips go dry "Did she say she was going anywhere else?"

"No. She was going straight to your apartment. That's what she said. What's happening? Is she not back?" He asks, his voice alarmed.

Shit, he's actually serious.

"No" I run a hand through my hair.

"I don't know dude" He trails softly "Call Kathrine or something. Maybe she's with the girls"

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Okay thanks" I say before hanging up.

"And?" Nathan asks, also looking pretty concerned "She's not with him?"

I shake my head "No. Please call Kathrine"

"I just told you she's not speaking to me. She won't answer her phone"

"Okay give me her number"

He does that quickly and I dial her number, waiting for her to answer.

"Hello? Who's this?"

"Kathrine, it's Kyle" I say and she hums "Where are you? Is Chelsea-Anne there?"

"No. I'm with Avery and Winnie but she's not here" She replies and I literally feel my heart sink "Why? Whats happening?"

"Nothing" I lie before hanging up.

"Not there?" Nathan asks looking dreadful and I nod slowly, swallowing a lump "Shit dude, where could she be?"

I run a hand through my hair "No idea"

"What do you want to do now? Should we, like, go look for her?"

"Where though?"

"I don't know, dude. Anywhere. Everywhere. Come on let's go. I'll drive" He says more confidently as he gets up and I follow suite, feeling like a zombie.

Can she please be okay.

***

We've been driving around aimlessly for the past hour and my heart is beating at an inhuman pace because I'm so anxious.

Where the fuck is she?! Is she okay?

We drove to campus and asked some of the people I've seen her with if they had seen her. We went to Kristy's to ask if she had been there, and the answer to all of them was 'no'. I can feel my heart sinking more and more.

I have a really bad feeling about this.

"What now?" Nathan sighs, also looking to have given up after parking.

"I don't know" I trail.

We're both quiet for a while until my phone starts to ring. I almost throw it out the window when I see that it's not her but an unknown number.

"Hello?" I reply annoyed. There's no response on the other side and I lose my patience. I swear if this is some prank "Hello? Who is this? I don't have time for fucking games right mow" I bite.

I start to hear crying... familiar crying.

"K-K-Kyle" The voice croaks. My eyes widen and I sit up immediately.

"Chelsea-Anne?" She starts to cry even more and I know it's her. Why is she crying. Is she okay? "Baby? Where are you? I've been calling your phone"

"Kyle, your dad"

FUCK MY LIFE.

"What's she saying?" Nathan whispers alarmed after he sees my dreadful expression.

"My dad" I boom, only being able to concentrate on Chelsea-Anne and not Nathan just yet "What did he do? Tell me"

Fuck me. I swear if he harms her...

Shit, but I'm so scared though. He already tried to kill her once, I don't think he'll hesitate this time. Damnit!

"He kidnapped me. Him and Bones. I had just dropped Nick and- oh god" She starts to sob uncontrollably.

I see red. My heart beats faster but I need to calm down. I don't want her to be more scared that she already is. I need to be strong for her.

"Calm down" I coax thickly.

"P-p-please come, Kyle" She pleas desperately, her voice barely there and I literally feel my heart break. This is my fault.

"Baby, where are you? Has my dad harmed you in any way?" I ask.

"Kyle, he's going to kill me. I knocked him out with a gun and he's going to kill me when he wakes up. Please come"

She sounds so scared and vulnerable.

Kill her? A gun? Knocked him out? What the fuck is happening there? I can't help but feel proud though that she somewhat defeated him.

"You did what, little bitch?" I hear a deep and angry voice.

Fucking hell.

"Who was that? Chelsea-Anne, who was that?" I boom alarmed. He better not hurt her, whoever the hell he is.

"Kyle, I love you. Please come" She says all too quickly, her voice shaking in evident fear.

Oh no.

"Wait, Chels-" I hear loud screaming and then a sound that signals that the phone has been hung up "Chelsea-Anne? Baby?"

No response.

I start to lose my mind as I throw my phone to the ground and growl loudly, punching the dashboard repeatedly and kicking around angrily.

"Fuck!" I scream.

"Kyle! Kyle!" Nathan calls trying to get my attention but I'm too fucking angry "Kyle, dude. What happened? Calm down"

"He has her. He fucking has her" I scream.

"Your dad? Shit. Did she say where they are? Fuck man"

"No! She doesn't know either"

"Fuck, call your brother or something? Doesn't he know?"

Fuck. I'm so angry and fucking scared. What the hell is Jefferson Chambers going to do? God, can he please not hurt her. I don't know what I'll do if he hurts her again.

I pick up my phone after I've semi- calmed down and dial Zach's number.

"How may I help you asshole?" He answers.

"Where's your father?" I ask quickly "He kidnapped Chelsea-Anne"

"For real?" He asks sounding surprised.

"Yes for fucking real" I snap "Where is he? Do you know or not?"

"I'm not sure. He has a lot of hideouts"

"Is there one close by? Like, do you have an idea where he might be?" I ask impatiently.

He sighs, sounding in thought "Did she take my car? Cause I can track it down and then from there I can find out where they are"

Thank God.

"Really?" I ask hopefully.

"Yes fucking really" He mimics me and I roll my eyes "Give me five, I'll call you back. Oh and Chambers, you owe me yeah?"

"Fine whatever" I reply.

He hangs up.

"And? Is he going to help?" Asks Nathan.

I nod "Yeah hopefully he'll find out where they are. But I have a feeling that's what dad wants. Fuck, he better not hurt her"

"Is she okay?"

"No. Did you not hear her crying her eyes out. She sounds scared as hell. Not to mention some angry guy called her 'a little bitch' then I heard screaming" I ramble angrily.

"She'll be fine" He murmurs dazedly.

We wait a few more minutes in silence until my phone rings again and I answer immediately.

"Okay I know where they are" Zach says.

"So tell me. I'm going there right now" I reply quickly.

"The fuck you are. Do you want to rat me out to dad? I'll go there and act like I'm on his side and locate your girlfriend then we'll take it from there"

"No, I'm coming" I bite.

"You're not. Don't annoy me" He bites back "It's going to be obvious that I told you. I'm the only other person, besides his people, that know about that place"

I groan because he has a point "So what the fuck am I supposed to do till then?"

"I don't care but stay available"

"Dude she needs to see me. She doesn't trust you"

"She kinda has no choice"

"Fuck, okay. Just keep me updated"

"Okay bye" And with that he hangs up as I slump on my seat wishing this is all some nightmare but it's not.

"The evidence" Nathan murmurs.

I sit up "What?"

"The evidence. Since you can't deal with your father, why don't you let the police? You and your sibling still have that evidence file right? Why don't we take it to the police right now?"

"Dude, you're a fucking genius"

Why didn't I think of this? The evidence... it's still in my room. I don't really know what we were waiting for before reporting my father, but this is the perfect opportunity. Hopefully the police will work fast enough that Chelsea-Anne is not hurt. Jefferson Chambers is going down.

Nathan grins "I know. Let's go"

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