Conor Lewis-Minter (Minishaw)

Ch. 7

Harry's POV

He needs to be there, I feel sick to my stomach, I need to throw up, I need to hold it together, I need to see Conor, I need to hug him. I don't even want to look at Simon right now, this is all his fault, why did he have to see this gang, why did that have to happen, I'm so upset at him and I know I'm pushing him, I should not do that, but somehow I can't help it. I need to be pissed at someone. 

"pliz be there, pliz be there" I whisper to myself as I can feel the tears rolling down my cheeks, I can feel Simon grabbing my hand. I think about pulling my hand away as I don't want him to talk to me right now, I can't even look at him right now. 

"Harry, I'll go and ask them where he is, you are far to emotional, if he sees you like that he might freak out" Simon tells me and I nod, he is right, I don't want to scare Conor, or the teachers by braking down on the school playground. Simon then parks the car at the front and runs to the playground to find Conor, I see him looking around frantic for a few seconds before a teacher walks over to him, I scroll down my window to hear what they are saying

"I'm Simon Minter, I'm looking for my son Conor Lewis-Minter"

"yeah sure, he should be here somewhere" she says and I can see her smile at Simon, that stupid hoe. 

"Conor, where are you buddy, are you hiding?" I can hear Simon call, he is trying so hard not to scream out. I can feel myself hyperventilating, I'm on the verge off passing out here, or at least I feel like I am, I can't do this any longer, this is way to tense for me. I can see the teacher looking franticly around and telling others to help look, I just stare at them, should I get out, I want to get out and help. I should go out and help. 

"where is he?" Simon snaps at the teachers standing there confused, 

"who was watching him?" I can hear one off the teachers ask and then I get out off the car, I'm shaking I'm so angry, they have all failed him, a kid not fucking kidnapped from the playground and no one batted and eye and everyone are pointing to one another, this is unbelievable. I walk over to then in a hurry

"where is my son?" I ask then and they all stare at me, I know I look like a mess, red and swollen eyes

"we are looking for him sir, please stay calm" one off the teachers tells me

"no, I will not be calm, I will not calm down until he is standing here next to me and I'm taking him home, now find him, send out a code black or something, I don't care, just tell me that my son is somewhere around here" I scream at the poor lady and Simon drags me away from her

"calm down, you are making a scene"

"I DON'T GIVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT THAT, OUR SON IS MISSING AND THEY ARE DOING NOTHING, THEY LET SOMEONE TAKE HIM WITHOUT BATTING AN EYE, THEY DID NOT EVEN KNOW HE WAS NOT HERE" I scream at Simon and the teachers at the same time. 

"He must be somewhere around here, we are very strict with who can pick the kids up"

"I'm having a very hard time believing you right now" I hiss at her. I can't believe they took him, I can't believe they managed to take him. my son, he must be so scared right now, I just want to hold him and play with him. I just want to see him, I can't make it any longer, I feel faint. then I fall to the ground.