Chapter 42: Out of my clock.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I said I'm gonna make you feel so bad, you wouldn't feel a thing at th_"

"Yeah, yeah, I got that part. I mean, why? Never gone through a heartbreak before?"

"Oh my god Diana, you don't understand what this is all about, do you?!" She yelled in frustration, throwing her hands up in the air and finally, the gun was away from my face.

"I'm sorry Cassandra but I don't understand. I've had my heart broken before and I didn't go so extreme cause I understood it's totally normal. Don't be so hard on yourself, you're just a teenager. It happens to the best of us"

"I've done so m_"

"Did anyone ever tell you they're unnecessary? Take a look at yourself Cassandra, you're so hot, a lot of guys would kill for a girl like you. You've got blonde hair and blue eyes, something the society believes to be so beautiful for a reason I have absolutely no idea about b_"

"Shut up Diana, I'm not gonna let your stupid speech change my mind about this. You're saying all of this to have Dylan to yourself and that'll never happen, not on my watch"

"What if it's not on your clock? Get it? Get it? Cause you said on watch_"

"You do realize I have a gun right?" She asked, pulling out her hand and showing me the weapon.

"Sorry" I cleared my throat "So how about you get rid of this stuff on me, we get some food and forget this all happened?"

"How about I leave you here to starve to death?"

She had a sinister smile on her face as she slowly shoved the gun into her pocket rather too violently.

I mean, what if she accidentally pulled the trigger and blasted a bullet into her foot?

Well, it's not my foot.

"Can I get my phone?"

"No"

"Your phone?"

"No"

"The cops?"

"No"

"Food?"

"You're a fucking psycho" She spat, taking a few steps away from me "Goodbye Diana, I hope you rot in hell"

"No, wait Cassandra, I'll break up with Dylan if that's what you want"

"Doesn't make a difference, he's still gonna like you"

"Well, it's not my fault I'm so hot"

"You're gonna make me use this gun and I swear, I won't regret it"

"Fine, I'm sorry. I'll just move to another country, dye my hair pink and he'll get over me before you know it. Tada!"

"No, you'll rat out on me so I'll get arrested"

"Duh, do you expect me to not rat out on you?" I chuckled then the realisation slowly hit me "Oh, I mean I won't rat out on you, I swear I won't"

"Goodbye Diana"

"Wait! How about you get brown hair like mine, lenses with a darker shade of blue, jaw reconstruction surgery and get rid of your British accent? Then Dylan would think you're Diana and like you instead. After a couple of days, I'll just say I'm your long lost twin sister"

"That's just stupid"

"Not as stupid as you are_ I'm sorry, I mean it's a good idea and it'll work if we give it a try"

"Goodbye Diana"

"That's like the third time you're saying that. Isn't it old already?"

Then she turned and left.



🦋. 🦋. 🦋. 🦋

DYLAN KING

"It's been three days Mom. There's no sign of her"

Diana was kidnapped three days ago and after all the time spent on finding her, we had only gotten as close as finding the car. It was parked a few blocks away from school with her school bag still secured on the seat, the windows down and the keys was later found on in the bushes.

However, there was no proof anyone had been in the car.

Whoever was behind it was even smarter than I thought. All fingerprints had been erased, there was nothing on the handles, steering wheel, seat, windshield and every other part of the car. There were no hair strands either, literally anything that could be used for proper investigation was erased.

Street cameras had been messed with. The footage that was meant to show when the kidnapper took her out of the car had been deleted.

Her phone was found in the bottom of a lake close by. That was the one thing I thought could be used to find her location. It was a complete disappointment to find it deep underwater.

Therefore, there was nothing to find where she was.

I had never felt so guilty in my life.

After thirty minutes of waiting in the hallways during her chemistry test, I got tired and decided to spend some time with Toby.

I had no idea she was done with the test and when I got out to check, she was gone and so was the car.

At first, I thought it was a prank but after waiting for over able hour, things became even more serious. The skies got darker and both Diana and the car were no where in sight.

I contacted the cops and some other sources that could help find her immediately. They found the car in a few minutes and things slowed down after that.

I had no idea who I could suspect. I mean, she could be sarcastic at times but she had the nicest heart. There was literally no one that hated her so much to plan a kidnap.

The only person she wasn't in good terms with was Cassandra and she wouldn't even kill a fly.

Besides spilling stuff on girls publicly in the cafeteria, she couldn't hurt anyone. She had no violent side or the power to plan a kidnap as perfect as that.

Except it was Diana's mother.

What if she realized she was wrong about everything and tried to force her into living with her again? She had a critical mental disability, she could do anything then discover the damages at the end.

Besides, she once tried to kill her own daughter with a baseball bat and set the house on fire. That was literally the most dangerous thing to do so a kidnap could be the least of her plans.

Or maybe it was someone from her past.

Diana didn't talk much about her past besides her father's death. No story of her uncles, aunts, cousins, best friends or grandparents.

If there was one thing I knew about her, it was the fact she didn't love being so pitied by people, mostly when it was me. It occured during prom, when she lied about Robert just so I wouldn't know she didn't have a date.

She probably didn't want me to pity her or something.

Just when she got over years of abuse and a few days living the life she had been missing out on, she got kidnapped.

I went to church, prayed, tried to find some evidence by myself but every effort I had made was useless.

I couldn't find a thing to locate her and it was killing me.

I couldn't eat, sleep or do anything without thinking of what could happen.

Was she being tortured?

All the physical and emotional bruises I'd done so much to heal could be at the peak. Spending all my time with her, trying so much to make her happy was all to make her forget about her past.

"We'll find her and she'll be alright" Mom said, placing her hand on my shoulder.

She, along with Kayla, had also gone through quite a lot of stress during the last three days.

Though they couldn't be of much assistance but they constantly tried to make me feel better and it never worked.

Sometimes, I snapped and yelled at them out of annoyance then figure out how cold I was and apologize. Most times, they gave me a lot of time to think and drown in guilt but checked on me periodically to be sure I wasn't losing it.

"I'm never going to forgive myself if anything happens"

"They'll find something soon and she'll be back here before y_"

My phone vibrating agaunst the bed cut her off. I'd been so attentive to calls, hoping that at any second they'd call to tell me they'd found her and she was alright.

I picked up my phone and found David, Cassandra's weird brother, flashing on the screen.

Everyone knew Diana had been kidnapped, it was on the news and a lot of social media platforms so I'd also been getting calls concerning her. It was either to check on the progress of the investigation or on me.

Either ways, they were both useless.

I picked up the call anyways "Hey David"

"I know where she is"






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