Vic's POV
"Vic, wake up!" I hear someone scream at me. "Wake up." I hear again only this time louder.
My eyes snap open to be met by Kellin whose eyes were floating in a sea of tears. Immediately, I pull myself from my slumber to sit up straight.
"Kell, what's wrong?" I ask, a tone of concern lacing my words.
Through quiet sobs he manages to mutter a few words, though I can't quite hear them. "Kells, look at me. Breathe in and out." I instruct doing as I said myself.
Once Kellin's breathing has calmed down I asked him again what was wrong.
"Copeland. She's gone. Vic I can't find her," he cries.
"What do you mean?"
Kellin wiped away the fallen tears from his cheeks. "I went to check on her this morning and she just vanished."
I hushed him, pulling his head to my chest. "My sweet baby, help me find her Vic."
"I will. I will." I reply in a soothing manner.
"Promise me you'll find her." He stutters out, pulling away from my chest.
"I promise." I lay Kellin down on our before stroking his face softly. "Get some rest, everything will be okay." I coo.
Kellin sat up slightly before I pushed him back down. "No, I have to find her. She needs her dad." He argues back, though I'm not going to let him win.
His head sinks into my pillow as he lays back down. "You've has a little shock. Just rest and try to take your mind off of all this misunderstanding." Kellin nodded in agreement, I knew he was physically and emotionally exhausted.
I looked at the fatigue boy whose pale skin was disintegrating, hair tangling and breathing uneasy.
Knowing that I don't have a lot of time, I quickly write a note in my diary that read;
'Gone to the police station. Call if you need me xx.'
I left the note on the bedside table before grabbing my phone in an state of hurry as I ran out of the front door, quietly shutting it behind me.
My footsteps were quick, almost perfectly matching my heartbeats. The police station was only a few blocks away so I decided to leg it.
I ran as fast as my feet would carry me until I stood outside a tall building with a blue sign and white writing.
The moment I walked in, I was greeted by a sense of uneasiness. The hairs on the back of my neck rose and my pants evened out. "What can I help you with?" Asked the blonde lady dressed in a simple white outfit.
"I'd like to speak to the highest officer there is." I say, trying not to slip on my words.
"Okay sir, take a seat and I'll call you shortly."
"Thanks." I simply reply before sitting next to a woman who looked to be in her 40's.
It was quiet for a couple of moments before she spoke. "What are you here for then?"
I glanced at her briefly as I thought through what to say back. "Filing a missing persons report. You?"
Her face changed from an expression of curiosity to sadness. "I've been called on for questioning. My son was murdered a few days ago and they think o know something."
"I'm so sorry." My voice softened.
"Thanks, the police said that his face was beaten so badly and his body was burnt that the only way the could recognize him was through dental records." She added calmly.
My arms extended as she looked at me. Though she didn't ask why, she just fell into them as she quietly sobbed. "What's your name?" She asked after a few seconds.
"Vic."
"I'm Anna." She said quietly. "So, are you married?"
"No. But I'm hoping to ask my best friend feels for me how I do for him." I admit.
"That's nice. What's his name of you don't mind me asking?"
"Not at all. It's Kellin, the only person I've really loved."
"Sir, they're ready for you." The lady at the counter states. I nodded pulling away from Anna.
"Good luck." Anna says as I stand. I thank her and walk to the interrogation room where I was meet by a police officer.
I took a seat opposite him as he stared me down. "You're here to file a missing persons report, correct?"
"Yes. Is there anything you can do?"
"I need to know every little detail about your case." The officer starts.
"I was awoke by my friend telling me that his child was missing, I told him to go to sleep and I'll sort everything. That's why I'm here."
"This man you speak of, what's his name?"
"Kellin Quinn." I notice his writing down everything I say, occasionally looking between the pad of paper and me.
"What relation do you have to Kellin and the child?" He asks.
"His my partner and Copeland is his daughter."
"Okay without any leads we can't search for anyone as a suspect, do you have a picture of this child?"
"Her name is Copeland not 'the child.'" I argue before I pull my wallet out, handing him a pitcher of Kellin, Copeland and I.
The officer glanced over the photo before putting it in a sealed plastic wallet. "How old is Copeland?"
"She's two. Three in May." I say, smiling at the thought of her.
"I believe that's everything, your free to leave Mr....?"
"Fuentes."
"We'll call you if we have any leads. Thank you Mr Fuentes." He said as he shook my hand before opening the door as I left.
As I walked through the station, I waved goodbye to Anna who only smiled back.
The walk home was quick yet it felt tiring. All I wanted was to hug Kellin and let him know that everything is going to be okay.
Once I arrived back saw Kellin sitting in the sofa, going through the album he kept of Copeland.
I sat next to him, taking the photo album from him and laying it carefully on the sofa. "You need to stop doing that," I say calmly.
"How did it go?" Kellin asked frantically.
"Ordinary. Nothing to worry about, they said they call us if they work something out." I explain as Kellin just nods.
Suddenly, I hear the beeping of Kellin's phone. He picks it up to see he was receiving a video call, it said;
Unknown caller.
Kellin hesitated before pressing accept and holding it to his face. The sight that greeted us was horrifying. "I've been waiting to talk to you Kellin."
"Jamie, what have you done?" He asked pained.
I heard Jamie sniggering through the line. "Shouldn't the question be what have you done with my daughter?"
Tears started to fill Kellin's eyes but he blinked them away. "Is Copeland okay?"
"She's fine, for now." Jamie laughed sickly.
"Jamie, I swear if you fucking touch her I'll...."
"Now now Kellin. You wouldn't be threatening me would you? We both know what I'm capable of, just ask Vic."
"You fucking leave him out of this!" Kellin yells.
"Speaking of him, where is that pretty boy of yours?" He asks.
"What makes you think you're seeing him?" Kellin hissed in annoyance.
Jamie pointed a gun to Copeland. "This would." He replies. "I only want to show him something."
Kellin hands me his phone and I watch as Jamie points the gun away from Copeland, Kellin becoming hysterical. "Hello precious." Greets Jamie in a sinister tone.
"You said you had something to show me." I say, slightly scared.
What I saw before me will be something I'll never forget.
"Hunter?" I gasp.