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Missing - Tragedy Pt. 3


Lukas's POV

I watched and listened as Jesse gave the school a call. Oddly enough, I only heard Jesse say that she was James' mother and asked where he was. My eyes widened as I saw Jesse's face go pale and her expression changed from a concerned look to a face that I can only describe as pure shock and horror. Though I didn't know what the person on the opposite end of the line said, it was obvious that it scared Jesse to the bone. Which scared me also. She stayed liked that for a few seconds before slowly lowering the phone and ending the call. She looked over at me from the kitchen and a single tear ran down her cheek. Now I was terrified...

"Jesse, what happened?" I asked, panicked and unable to keep my voice steady. I could tell that she also struggled to keep her voice steady as she answered "They haven't been at school all day!" She said, quickly on the verge of tears.I felt my face too go pale quickly after the words escaped her lips. "Where could they have gone?! They're so young!"She cried, not really expecting me to answer. I shot up off the couch and ran towards the door, Jesse following. Me and Jesse ran outside and started desperately yelling their names as we looked around for them in every direction. After a few minutes, I sprinted down the block and stopped at the doors to the school. I yanked on the handle of the door but they wouldn't open. I pushed instead but they still stayed closed. They're locked...

I can't get in! Jesse ran up next to me and also tried to pulled and push the doors open but, like me was unsuccessful. I looked over at her and she was desperately trying to contain her tears. She began to bang on the doors as she cried out for someone to let us in, banging more violently the more her failed attempts echoed through the empty halls. She slowly started to quiet and stopped banging on the doors as she collapsed to the ground in defeat, no longer able to control her tears. I kneeled down next to her and pulled her closer to me in a tight hug, allowing her to bury her head in my chest. Jesse was naturally more sensitive to things happening to the ones she loved than I was, since Rueben's death. I love James and Analiese just as much as Jesse, of course, but Jesse simply had a harder time hearing something bad happen to someone. If they never even showed up to school then that means that something happened to them at least 8 hours ago. They've been missing for 8 hours...
I rested my head on hers and allowed tears to flow down my cheeks, dropping onto her hair. Jesse clearly caught on to this information, because I know she wouldn't have acted so drastically so quickly if she hasn't. I started whispering things to her to try and comfort her. "I'm so sorry...we'll find them...I promise." I whispered, but she continued to sob. After a while, we decided to go around the city and go to places we would frequently visit such as their friends' houses and other places they enjoyed to go to.  We checked their friends' houses. Nothing..

We checked the park. Nothing...

We checked their Aunt Nell's house. Nothing...

We checked Stampy and Stacy's house. Nothing...

We checked Rueben's memorial. Nothing...

We checked other various places around the city but no luck. After about an hour of this, we finally decided to visit the police station and file in a missing children's report. They asked us dozens upon dozens of questions but they eventually got the information they needed and sent out an amber-alert throughout the city. I just want to find my kids...
I must say, one of the hardest parts about this whole mess was actually having to stay strong for Jesse, considering I was just as devastated as she was. When we left the police station, we went home and began printing out missing posters. We printed out the most recent pictures of James and Analiese we could find and gave our phone numbers and contact information. It was awful...going to bed that night and helplessly thinking about our missing children. I was mad and upset all at the same time as I blamed myself for not walking them to school myself. They'd still here if I just took 5 minutes to just walk them down the block...

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