Stacie didn't get down to see what the clamor was about, when she drove towards the restaurant. On the side of the road, she could see someone covered in blood. She shrunk her nose; her stomach went upturned. She hated the sight of blood.
At the same time her eyes stuck on the woman, who was now briskly walking towards the accident scene and her breathing stuck.
Was it really her?
She stared long and hard. It was her... She had same black hair, same eyes and same face. It was her, but what was she doing here?
Stacie hadn't seen the girl for almost 13 years. So why was she suddenly here? And what was she doing here?
It seemed as though she was helping the person who met with an accident. Her eyes noticed the blood cover body of the person with so much care and fear.
She was always the kind one, of the two of them. While Stacie was hard-hearted, willful and unforgiving, the other girl was pleasant, forgiving and compassionate. They were as opposite as a day and a night, like the moon and the sun. While Stacie was fiery, the other girl was cool.
While Stacie was more like her dad, the other girl was the exact replica of her mom.
The woman, her younger sister placed the wounded body inside a cab.
Stella, her long lost sister was back... And Stacie met her in an accident; no, actually saw her from the distance.
"I am an utter idiot, a jerk, a55hole," Logan muttered as they drove in his car.
"Agreed," Daniel grunted as he dialed his other friend, Sam.
"Hey Sam, this is Dan, listen, Alex is missing, so go and drive around and look out for her," Daniel shut after giving Sam some more details.
"I am going to kill myself, if something happened to her," Logan said as he maneuvered through the heavy traffic. His eyes were wandering, looking for his love, his wife.
"Shut up and drive, I'm in no mood to listen to you," Daniel snapped at his best friend. Sure, Logan was his best friend, but he was also a jerk. He hurt Alex; the sweet, charming, caring and nice Alex.
"Yeah, I deserve this, you hate me now, don't you Dan?" his friend asked. Daniel looked at Logan. He wanted to laugh, even though the situation was miserable.
"No, I don't hate you, I just don't like you very much at this instant," Daniel shrugged and then laughed as he saw Logan's mouth fell to the floor, almost.
"You look funny," Daniel said and Logan snapped his mouth shut.
"I can't believe you," Logan grunted before his eyes patrolled the pavements and stone benches.
They started this one and half hour before, still no traces of Alexandra.
"I hope she's safe somewhere," Logan muttered.
"And you keep praying that, because if something happened to her, I will not think twice to become a murderer," Daniel spat at Logan which made Logan flinch.
But Daniel didn't give a damn to him.
Stella stared at the motionless body in the bed. She was looking pale and colorless, but thank God, she was still breathing. The IVs were piercing her delicate skin, the skin which she loved to touch.
A day had passed, but still she didn't opened her eyes. The monitor connected to her heart was faintly beeping. Stella prayed to God to keep this girl alive. She meant a lot to Stella, a whole lot.
Stella grasped the limp hand of her, grasping it tightly.
"You'll come back to me," Stella muttered, her eyes went blurry.
"Hun, you need to eat," her husband called her.
"Yup, right. Like that matters," she grunted and then sadly smiled at her husband.
"I know how you feel, she'll be alright and you need to be healthy for her, she needs you most, now." Adam's voice was stern. Stella knew he was right, so without another word, she opened the foil and ate the sandwiches.
"Come back soon, Alexandra," Stella murmered to her best friend, in the whole world, waiting for her green eyes to open...
Logan couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, and couldn't even breathe. It was as if Alex had vanished from the earth. He and Daniel couldn't find any trace.
So they had filed a missing case in the police station. Daniel was laying on the floor; his eyes were staring at the ceiling as he grunted some curses, very bad one, under his breath. Everything was directed towards Logan and Logan couldn't do anything about that.
In the mean time, he asked his lawyer to meet Stacie and Mr. Thompson retrieved the document from her. Logan called Stacie and told that he had flu, so he couldn't meet her. She believed his story and gave the document to his lawyer.