Brian's p.o.v

I watched the smoke rise off the half smoked cigarette that lay in the ash tray in front of me. It was probably the 50th cigarette I had smoked in 2 day's. Most of which I just ended up letting smoke them selves. It had been a week and half since I had heard from Harlow. Since anyone had heard from her. We all thought she had either died or shacked her self up in a hotel some where. Everyday she was gone seemed to drag on forever. I didn't look forward to anything at the moment. Not being able to see her, hear her voice, wrap my arm's around her was driving me crazy. I miss her.
I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my pictures that had been taken the night of Harlow's birthday party. She looked so happy. In every one o them smiling. The first one was her and I. One of my arm's wrapped around her waist. her arm's wrapped around my neck as I kissed her cheek. I scrolled to the next one. My finger's intertwined with mine. Her head tilted back laughing drunkenly at something I had said. I couldn't stop staring at her. She was gorgeous. Everything about her was perfect. There was no one else like her.
I went to my contact's and knew if I called her she wouldn't answer but at least I got to hear her voice in her voice mail. As sad as it may sound I listen to her voice mail at least 5 times a day. I guess you don't realize how much you miss someone til there gone.

*"Hey, It's Harlow. Sorry I missed your call. I can't hear my phone ringing over how awesome I am. call back bitch"."

I chuckled loving hearing her laugh at the end I didn't bother leaving a message. I probably had left dozen's by this point. Her mailbox was probably full.

10 p.m.

I sat next to Zack. I took a sip of the beer I had been nursing for over a half hour. Lilli sat in Zack's lap. Seeing that made me wish Harlow was here. I would love to have her on my lap. My arm's around her.
Matt sat across the room texting who I assumed was Val.
"so, You haven't heard anything"? Zack asked sighing.
No". I said shaking my head. "She won't answer any of my calls". I leaned forward and sat my beer on Zack's glass coffee table.
"She's not stupid enough to kill her self". Lilli said barely above a whisper. I heard her sniffle.
"I know". I wanted to believe that but at this point I really wasn't sure.
"She's done this before". I turned to face Lilli. "The last time she did this was when she was dating Braydon. No one could find her for almost 2 weeks. she doesn't deal with problem's very well. When thing's get really bad she will leave".
"It's almost been 2 weeks". I replied solomly. "I miss her". The room was quiet. "I really miss her". There was no use trying to hide how I felt about her or denying the fact my feeling's for her were growing stronger. I dropped my head into my hand's inhaling sharply.

The room was quiet for what seemed like hour's before anyone spoke. Matt's phone rang.
"Hey baby". He leaned forward in his chair. "Yea...What channel"? I looked up at him.
"Hey turn the TV on". Zack grabbed his TV remote. "Channel 7 news". I went stiff. Why do we need to turn to the new's? We came in on a reporter right after she started the story.
For the next couple minutes my eye's never left the TV.

*"As you know earlier this week we heard a very tragic story or a young mother purposely over doing her self after she murdered her child. The name's have now been released.
The young mother was Ava lucus. we at first were told she apparently drown her daughter after an argument with her boyfriend over drugs but new evidence has shown it is more like the boyfriend had something to do with it".*

"Oh my god". I managed to choke out. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Now I know why she left. "Fuck". I covered my face.
"The fuck"? I heard Lilli say disgusted with what she had just heard. Just by looking at every one's face you could see it.

*"The boyfriend's name is Braydon Ashmoore."*.

"Shit". I stood up quickly grabbing my jacket from the back of the couch and left with out saying a word. Not being able to find Braydon was a bad thing. Knowing him he was probably looking for Harlow.
I grabbed my phone and dialed Harlow's number desperately wishing she would answer me this time.

Harlow's p.o.v

I felt the empty beer bottle roll out of my hand. I looked down at my dangling arm. It looked oddly empty. I felt like my body melted into the bed. That's how relaxed I am, but yet I couldn't sleep. I had only slept about 6 in hour's in the past week. I was dead ass tired. I would lay in bed wide awake for hour's on end. Just staring at the ceiling. In the week and a half I've spent locked up in a hotel I was already back up to 10 little blue pill's. Each time pushing a little more. I looked sick. Black circles underneath my eye's.

I could hear my phone vibrating from across the room for about the 1000th time today. I had spoken to no one since I left. They would want to find me, and I don't want to be found, or do i? It's been a week and a half and I feel so alone. Nothing but a unfamiliar room to keep me company. Part of me wished Brian was on his way to get me. a big part of me. I missed him so much. A week and a half is to long. To long to hear his voice. To long of not being able to smile from something he said. I really really liked him. To the point it hurt to be away from him. Maybe I love him. It's so much different for what I felt for Braydon. I could only hope he feel's the same thing. Please.

I sighed hearing my phone vibrate again. Every time I was so tempted to answer it. Why not. At least let who ever is calling I'm okay. I sat up what felt like in slow motion. I slowly stood and walked over to the small wooden table filled with empty alcohol bottles of various kinds. A half empty pill bottle which had been full the morning before. Several crumple cigarette packs. My wallet scattered in there some where. I had spent quite a bit of what I had saved up. In a very short time. I had a little over 1,000.00 to last me til I can find a job. I fucked up, yet again.
I Grabbed my phone. Some one was trying to call me again. Do I answer? Or do I just let it go to voice mail.
Just fucking answer it!
Lazily slid my thumb over to the talk button.

Brian's p.o.v

"Pick up god dammit". I said loudly as I sped back to my place. Holy shit she picked up.
"Hello"? I sighed in relief. she's not fucking dead.
"Harlow". I said not really knowing what else to say.
"hello"? She said again. "are you there"? Her speech very stretched out. She sounded tired.
"It's Brian".
"Oh, Hi". The sound of her voice didn't change. "I miss you".
"I miss you to". I meant it.
"I really miss you". She let out a shaky breath. "I'm sorry I left". I knew she was on the verge of tear's.
"Where are you at"? I asked looking around the familiar houses that surrounded mine.
She was quiet.
"Harlow, where are you at"? I asked again my voice harsh.
"I just want to be alone Brian". I didn't believe her. "I'm fine". lying.
I shook my head get annoyed.
"No your not. Where are you at? The tone in my room leaving no room for argument but her, she's stubborn.
"I can't tell you. I'm fine. I just need...some time to my self". She paused. I knew she was lying. She had to think if she wanted to be alone.
"Do I have to beg you"? God that made me sound pathetic, but I was fully willing to do so.
"No".
"Please Harlow. I know what happened. I heard it on the new's. I know you don't want to be alone right now". If she only knew how much I missed her right now maybe she would say okay.
"Harlow I". Before I could finish I heard the phone click on the other end.
"Son of a bitch"! I Threw my phone down in the passenger seat, and slammed my fist down on my steering wheel. I will find her one way or another.