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Chapter 8 – Mickie's Hero
"Okay guys we need to split up," Randy suggested as he parked his Hummer in an empty parking lot. "It'll be much faster this way."
"Good idea," Candice agreed. "Oh I really do hope we'll find her."
"We will," Paul reassured her. "Just have hope."
Although there was still a bit of fear swirling in her mind, Candice fought the feeling she had and nodded. All they could do now was to hope and pray that Mickie would be okay.
So the four superstars went to their own separate ways, each one shared a goal that they had and must accomplish. They all shouted for the brunette's name by neither of them got a response.
Paul looked around. He called her name and at every minute he did so, he failed to get an answer. But he wouldn't stop from there.
"Mickie!" he tried again but was unsuccessful.
"Come on," he muttered. He had a mix of emotions swirling in his mind. He was frustrated, he was angry and most of all he was worried. He stopped placed his hands on his hips as he stopped to think. He had been searching for about an hour and with no luck with finding Mickie. He sighed.
"Where are you Mickie?" he spoke. "There's a lot of people who are worried about you. . ."
He had no idea where he was going. All he knew was that he had to keep on going. But where should he go? He felt like he had walked around in circles a thousand times.
He sighed as he looked up at the night sky. "Help me find her. Please. Lead me to where she is."
He held his gaze there for about a minute before lowering them down to look out at the sea before him. It was funny how they were both around this area just the other day. Talking about each other's pasts and even singing songs of their favorite artist. Paul couldn't help but to smile, remembering those times.
It was funny how they quickly got along. Normally they would greet each other briefly if they walked past each other.
But this time was a total different story.
Now that he was thinking about it, he realized that Mickie wasn't just a co worker. She wasn't just a perky diva.
She was a friend.
He stopped at the wharf for a moment to think of where to go next. He got nothing. His mind went blank.
Come on Paul. You have to keep going. You have to find her. You have to.
That inner voice inside him could be the encouragement he needed. But his other inner voice gave him a different option.
Just give up Paul. You've been on his feet long enough. She'll be found eventually. You've done your best.
He thought for a moment. Then he shook his head.
"No I will find her. I just know I will. I'll keep on searching for her for the whole night 'til morning if I have to. Screw that."
Paul was still determined to find her even if it seemed hopeless now. He was going to keep his promise and he was never intending on breaking it any time soon. He made a glance at the end of the empty wharf before he walked away.
Then for some reason, he stopped. Something was telling him to look back. So he did and carefully too. There was no one there or so he had thought until a figure appeared to be much taller. He thought it could be a person but then and again it could be a wooden pole.
He marched down the wharf. As he was halfway through, he was seeing clearly now. He saw a wooden pole and the object next to it seemed to be a little plump than it.
Then he realized that whatever that thing was, was too close to that pole. Then he realized that the figure was standing on the pole.
And he felt like he had been frozen stiff when he saw that figure. His heart was racing and now fear had overcome him.
"Oh my god. . ."
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"Okay Mickie," she told herself. Just do it. Just do the one thing and then...it'll all be over."
And then her attention was now solely on the dark waters below. The coldness of the night air tickled her body as she was shivering so violently. She let out a breath before making an attempt to make a huge jump.
"MICKIE, NO!!"
A sudden leap in the chest was made as Mickie got frightened at a voice from behind. She turned around and saw a man running. He was running to her.
"Paul?!" she shouted in disbelief. She was shocked to see him. "What are you doing here?!"
Paul stopped to take a few breaths before continuing. "I should be asking you the same question. Don't you think?"
Mickie said nothing. Then she pointed a finger at him. "Stay away from me. Don't come closer or I'll. . ."
"Jump?!"
"Yes," was her answer.
"Why?"
"Because life to me isn't worth it anymore."
"Does this have anything to do with Sean? What he did to you?"
At the mention of her ex boyfriend's name, it felt like poison to her. She cried.
"He cheated on me. . ." she blurted out suddenly.
"He what?"
"Sean cheated on me," Mickie repeated. "He confessed…"
"Oh Mickie I'm. . ."
"Don't bother," Mickie cut in. "It doesn't matter now."
"Well it does to me! Paul argued. "How could he do this to you?!"
Mickie made a small shrug and said weakly, "I don't know…"
Paul felt saddened to see her in this state as she wiped her eyes with her free hand. He was crushed to see her tear stained face. He walked a little closer to her despite of the warning she gave him earlier. He stretched out his hand to her.
"Take my hand," he said at last.
Mickie looked from his hand and then back to him with a shake of her head.
"Come on Mickie. There's no reason to end your life like this."
"There is a reason Paul. Let's face it, there's nothing going on for me."
"What are you talking about? You've got some much going on for you. Do you really want to throw your life away for someone who isn't worth it?"
Mickie lowered her eyes and turned her back to him. She tried to fight the urge to cry again, though it was a tough challenge for her since a single managed to escape.
"Come with me Mickie. We've been looking everywhere for you."
"We?"
"Yes. Candice, Randy and Brian are out there somewhere looking for you too."
"They're searching for me? Candice too?"
"Yes. Candice was the first to notice of your disappearance. So then we went searching for you together. Please Mickie, don't do this."
Mickie made a sniffle and made another shake of the head. She leant her forehead against the pole. "I'm not going to change my mind."
"Alright. . .then I know a way we can settle this."
Mickie pretended to ignore him but in this case it wouldn't work that way as Paul had another idea in mind. She caught a glance of him though after she felt a vibration underneath her feet. Letting out a gasp, she finally realized what he meant.
"What the hell?"
"I told you that I'm going to find a way to settle this, right?"
"Oh no. You don't mean. . ."
"Yes I do Mickie and I'm serious," said Paul. He secured his hand firmly around the wooden pole. "If you're going down then I guess I'll have to follow the leader."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Oh yeah? You wanna try me? I'm already here standing beside you, so you don't have a choice."
"Okay now you're being crazy. I'm not going to let you jump in with me!"
"Well you can't stop me from doing it anyway."
Mickie thought he was being crazy for doing such an act. But she read his face again and thought that maybe he was serious, judging by his frown.
She let out a weary sigh. "Paul I'm not joking. You shouldn't throw away your life like that."
"Well can't I say the same for you?"
When she failed to answer, Paul took it as the opportunity to speak.
"Look, I know how much you're hurting now. But you will get through this. I know you can. I know that because I believe in you. You're a strong woman Mickie and I know that you will pull through."
At the end of his sentence, his free hand reached out to hers. Mickie looked at him and then a small smile managed to form on her tear stained face.
"Okay. . .now let's see if we can get down safe and dry," said Paul with a grin. "What do you say?"
Mickie giggled softly and then she nodded. "Okay."
Paul smiled at her answer. "Good."
So after he jumped down from the railing, Paul helped Mickie down and not long had she stood on the floor of the wharf once more, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a warm embrace.
"Thank you," Mickie spoke with a sniffle. "Thank you for being here."
Paul smiled with relief that he found her at last.
"You're welcome," he whispered. He moved his head upward to look at the heavens above him.
Thank you for bringing me here to her. Thank you.
A/N: Good. I managed to beat writer's block again. Haha.
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