𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 || Steven Grant & Zeremy Love Story (Book 1)

𝟏𝟏 ~ 𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆

🌙 STEVEN'S POV 🌙

It has been five days since I last saw or heard from Zeremy, and I have been deeply concerned about her safety and where she could possibly be.

To make matters worse, my repeated attempts to contact her have all been unsuccessful, as she has not once responded to my calls and texts. Her tracking location has been lost as well, so I don't know where she is or if she is safe. I have been so concerned about her, unable to sleep well lately as I worry about her wellbeing and what may have happened to her. I cannot rest and can't calm my heart without finding out she is alright.

I have no idea where she might be or what could have happened to her. All I can do is hope and pray that she is safe and well.

I had been feeling uneasy and restless in my flat, and since I couldn't seem to find a way to ease my mind, I turned on the TV while I was eating some cereal from a distance. I was not paying much attention to the news report until I heard the familiar word 'fire' being mentioned. This immediately peaked my attention, and I quickly rushed towards the TV as I turned up the volume to listen carefully.

As the report continued, I felt increasingly worried and concerned. The mention of fire brought back memories of the devastating incident that had occurred before, and the fact that it was now occurring again in similar circumstances made me anxious and uneasy. The possibility that Zeremy was involved in these events and had been harmed during the incident filled me with panic. The news report continued, and I listened intently, hoping for a glimmer of hope or something positive about her whereabouts and safety.

The location of the place that was on fire was the same one from last time but different location, which was the abandoned building. It was only a matter of time before an image was provided. It was a terrifying sight to behold. The building was now ablaze and smoke was spiraling up into the sky. The visuals showcased on the television screen were indeed horrifying and disastrous, depicting a level of chaos and destruction that was even worse than previous incidents. I had a strong suspicion that Zeremy may have been responsible for this situation, perhaps after her encounter with the wolf-like robotic creatures. The fight must have been much more intense than originally expected, and I could not help but worry for her well-being and safety.

My phone began ringing unexpectedly, and I immediately picked it up, hoping that it might be Zeremy on the other end. However, my hopes were soon dashed as I realized that it was Jake, calling me instead. I sighed in disappointment as Jake's number appeared on the screen instead of Zeremy's. I decided to answer the call regardless.

"Hey, hermano. Have you heard the news?" Jake's voice caught my attention with its serious tone, as it was evident he had also seen the news regarding Zeremy. I sensed his concern as he asked about her, and I felt a strange mix of emotions in response to his question and the situation at large.

"Yeah, I have heard the news, the fire is quite devastating from what I've seen." I replied in a similar serious tone, as I was worried about Zeremy and concerned over her involvement in the incident. The news report had indicated that the fire was worse than previous times, and I couldn't help but fear that Zeremy may have been involved in some way as a result of her fight with the metallic creatures.

"Do you think Zeremy has something to do with this?"

Jake continued. I couldn't help but feel surprised and uneasy at his sudden question, as it was true that Zeremy had not previously shown any signs of such extreme or destructive behavior. She might have been involved in this incident, but I did not want to believe it was true. There was a prolonged and anxious pause as I tried to make sense of the news and whether or not it could indeed be related to Zeremy. I felt unsure since she had never caused such a significant amount of destruction, but it seemed that this time the damage was more extensive and severe. I could detect Jake's shaky breath and underlying unease in the background of our call, his worry evident and apparent.

I stayed silent for a moment, contemplating Jake's question. I wasn't sure what to say or how to respond. I didn't want to think that Zeremy herself could have caused this much destruction and mayhem, but the news report had already revealed much about the situation. It was within the realm of possibility that she was responsible, but it was hard to fully accept without confirmation from her directly.

"Steven!?"

"No!" I quickly denied his assumption.

"I definitely doubt that Zeremy has anything to do that would cause such extensive damage and mayhem. Look. I'm not sure, but I'm also inclined to believe that she may have had something to do with the incident." I replied hesitantly, as I did not wish to admit the possibility of Zeremy's involvement in the devastation. However, I was also unable to fully deny the possibility, having seen the severity of the situation and the extent of the damage. It was possible that she had played a role in the mayhem, and I was unsure of how to feel about that fact.

I remained silent on the other end of the line, contemplating the issue of Zeremy's involvement in the incident instead of the evidence presented to me. However, my thoughts were constantly interrupted by Jake's concern and the overwhelming sense of fear and anxiety, which only worsened over time.

"Hermano, I think you need to find her. Try to ease her down a bit. We need her to come home. It's been five days. You're the only one who can save her, just yourself."

Jake's words were straightforward, and he did not sugarcoat his message in any way. He believed that I had the responsibility and ability to locate and save Zeremy, and he was certain of my capability to calm her down and return her safely home. His confidence in my abilities encouraged me, yet I was also overwhelmed by the sense of responsibility and pressure of the task. As if I was the only one who could locate and save her in this situation. I was willing to do whatever it took to locate and help Zeremy, but was also feeling overwhelmed with uncertainty and concern for her safety and wellbeing. The idea that I was the only one who could help her was a heavy burden to bear, and I felt desperate and determined to find her and bring her home safely.

"Myself? W-Why me? I know that she..."

I stuttered as my anxiety grew upon realizing the grave situation that Zeremy had gotten herself into. Though Jake's words were reassuring and encouraging, they also added to the overwhelming pressure and responsibility of the situation. Jake's determination to convince me to go after Zeremy and find her reinforced my sense of anxiety as he emphasized the urgency of the situation, and his conviction in my ability to do so made me flinch slightly. While his reassurances were reassuring.

"Ay dios, Steven. Zeremy is our family, and we all should protect her. As her family, it is our responsibility to ensure her safety and wellbeing. I believe in you, hermano, but you are also the one who is most important to convince her. The thought of her being in danger and possibly harmed is a terrifying one, and I trust that you will find a way to save her."

Then I heard his exhausted sigh.

"You loved her, right?"

Jake's words took me aback with sincerity and accuracy. I was speechless as he spoke the truth about my feelings for Zeremy. He was correct in perceiving my growing affection for Zeremy and wanting her back more than ever. I had indeed fallen deeply in love with her, and the worry and fear I felt was amplified by this understanding. I would do anything to save her and bring her back into my life.

Yes, Zeremy was family to all of us, and we cannot let anything happen to her. She needed saving, but it was much more imperative to convince her myself since I was apparently the one who had a closer relationship to her. Jake saw the undeniable signs of my longing and desire for her and was even perceptive about my feelings towards her. I had to get her back at all costs.

I could traverse this entire planet and never hesitate in my pursuit of her. I would risk everything to ensure that she is safe, protected, and unharmed. My commitment and dedication to her wellbeing and protection are unyielding, and I would go to great lengths to keep her safe and prevent any harm from coming her way.

Now is my time to demonstrate my devotion, care, and loyalty to the love of my life. Regardless of where she may be, I will always discover the way to reach her. I have been present in her darkest times and through the nights; my dedication and commitment will never waver.

I won't rest or give up till I find her and reunite with her once more.