Aldrich As the day juggles by without any information on Chelsea's whereabouts, my mental health depreciated. Everyday, I constantly blamed myself for not trying to look or her sooner, for letting her go so easily. Osmond was no different, he looked very unhappy and rather rough. His relationship with my mum, I could tell it was waning by the day, but that was of least priority at the moment. I couldn't think of ways to search for her, I couldn't think of where to go to look for her, and it made me hate myself. If only I had known when she was sneaking out of my house.I am a light sleeper, how come she slipped away and I had absolutely no idea until hours laterFuck!Our house suddenly felt like a cage that trapped all our smiles. The gloominess that hung in the air was really heavy, and we couldn't do anything to help each other. The groceries in the house has lasted far more than any grocery has lasted in that hou

Aldrich Timber The drive to the club felt longer than it usually was. I had different thoughts running through my mind as I sped down the highway.What if she has no idea where Chelsea is?This particular thought kept pricking my mind, and I could help the negative thought that flooded my brain. Well when we get to the bridge, we will know how to cross it.After minutes of driving and navigating the way to the club, my tires screeched, bringing my car to a halt in front of the club. With nervous steps, I made my way towards the entrance, going in. Neon lights flickered, casting shifting shadows. The bass of the music playing in the club thumped loudly, matching the rhythm of my nervous heart. The air was thick with a mixture of sweat and perfumes as I navigated my way through the sea of dancing bodies.I made my way towards the bar, using my eyes to scan the place for the girl, but I couldn't find her.

Aldrich Timber The room spun around me as I stumbled through the club, my senses dulled by the alcohol coursing through my veins. She dragged me along with her, and I followed like a sacrificial lamb.I wasn't completely drunk, but I couldn't really walk properly without swerving. She was beautiful, I wouldn't lie. She had the same body features as Chelsea, and it looked like they almost had the same face. I don't know. I shouldn't have taken this much alcohol. As she dragged me along, I paused in my tracks, trying to make sense of the situation I was in.A lot of things don't make sense right now.“Is something wrong?” She asked, as she turned back to look at me. I remained dazed as I stared at her, I could almost swear that she was Chelsea.“Chel.” The name subconsciously slipped from my mouth as I closed my eyes and shook my head slightly, trying to get rid of the influence of the alcohol. Her eyes flew wide with s

Aldrich Timber It kept replaying in my head.As her hands gripped my shoulders with an aggressive insistence, I felt a surge of anger coursing heavily through my veins. "Stop," I growled, my voice low and a bit unsteady, but she paid no heed, her intentions clear as she pressed herself against me again, trying to force her lips on mine.With a sudden burst of frustration, I pushed her away, my movements fueled by a primal instinct to protect myself from her unwanted advances, my body and mind belonged to Chelsea and no one could take them away from her. But as she stumbled backward, her balance faltered.She hit her head with a sickening thud, the sound echoing through the room like a haunting melody. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as I watched her crumple to the ground, her body instantly going limp and unmoving.What just happened?My heart dropped to my stomach at the sickening realization of what I might've done, what I had done. Shock ripped through my body, rendering me moment

Aldrich Timber My whole world was in chaos, my whole world was unsettled, caused by someone I never knew existed until that hour at the club. The regrets that were coursing through my veins were almost as if they renewed every single second she remained in that operation room.I paced the brightly lit hallway of the hospital, my footsteps echoing off the sterile walls. Each step felt heavier than the last, weighed down by the uncertainty that hung in the air like a thick fog. She has to survive, she fucking has to!My mind raced with worry, thoughts tumbling over one another in a chaotic jumble. Is she going to be okay? No, she will be okay.But what if I had been too late, what if my actions had caused irreparable harm?Think positive Aldrich, only positive.I glanced at the closed door leading to the room where they were tending to her, willing it to open and release me from the torment of waiting