Followed - First Book in the 'Missing' Trilogy

6.

SAVANNAH'S P.O.V.

I woke up with a sigh. I must have blacked out again. The place was silent. I looked around the small room Brian had locked me in. A small square room, one bed, a light and a window in the ceiling. 'He must have gone out' I thought 'otherwise he would have left me in the main warehouse'. I got up, stretched out and inspected my body. I had four new scars across my stomach, and a couple more bruises. Thankfully that's as far as it went. I sat back down on the bed. As I glanced around the room, something caught my eye. A piece of chalk. I picked it up and began to draw on the walls. I drew for hours without even thinking about what I was drawing. When I was finished, I stood back to admire my handiwork and choked back a sob, I had drawn a portrait of Riker. I sank to my knees, remembering the last time I had seen him. Suddenly flashbacks of all our times together played in my mind. Our first kiss, our first date, dancing together, the time he modelled for me, all the times he sang to me. Suddenly I was so overwhelmed by feelings of regret, love, longing, sadness and loss of hope, that I collapsed on the floor, sobbing and heaving, my heart racing and my breathing going out of control. It was in that moment that I realised something,

'I need Riker'

RIKER'S P.O.V.

The next day, on their word, everyone returned. We split up into our teams again and checked the map before heading out for another day of what I thought would be fruitless searching.

After a couple of hours Derek, Rocky, Stephen and I found ourselves on the outskirts of the town, in a place none of us recognised. "Maybe we should turn back" Rocky said sounding concerned. I looked around the area. Suddenly I spotted a large looking building in the distance. "Let's check there first!" I shouted back to the others, pointing out the building. I knew it was a long shot, but I was getting desperate. We made our way to the door and found it was open. We walked inside and were immediately met by a strange man. He was tall with dark hair and even darker eyes. He radiated Psycho. "Can I help you?" he asked. "sorry sir, we were just looking for someone. We didn't realise anyone was working here. We'll just go," Derek apologized. The others turned to leave but I couldn't take my eyes off this mysterious man. He caught me staring and smirked "Well, well, well!" he laughed "I was wondering when you'd show up!" My eyes widened as I realized who he was "You!" He laughed again, turned and ran off.Without thinking, I took off after him. I followed him down a corridor and watched as he turned  and ran into a room. Before I could follow him in, the others caught up to me. Rocky grabbed my arm "you are not going in there alone!" I nodded and we ran up to the door. As I opened it, I heard an earsplitting scream and a gunshot, then silence. My heart raced as I pushed the door open, only to see the man pulling a body through a window in the ceiling. Savannah's body. I tried to ludge after him but Derek and Stephen held me back. Rocky went after the man but came back seconds later with a frown on his face. "They're gone!". I pulled myself out of the guys' grip and punched the wall. I fell to the ground, head in hands, and wept. "I can't believe she's gone.". It felt as though my heart had been ripped out of my chest. "Um.. Rike.." I looked up to see Rocky holding a piece of paper covered in what looked like blood. I stood up and took it from him. I looked at the two words written on the page and fresh tears began to pour down my face.

'Too Late'