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Chapter 10: Not Alone

I rubbed my eyes and slowly sat up. My mind trying to adjust to the darkness which was surrounding me. The trees stood all around me, swallowing me up. I stood up slowly, not even bothering to brush of the dirt. I pulled my cardigan closer to me, holding the ends tightly to my chest. I slowly stood up, trying to find my way out. Then it hit me; Nick.

I took care of where I was placing my feet. The trees seemed to be closing in, and they appeared to be getting more and more deadly looking. A harsh wind blew through the gaps of the trees, stunning me. I heard footsteps behind me and I spun round, my mind instantly relaxed as I recognised the figure approaching me. I ran towards them and threw my arms around their neck. My legs wrapped around his torso and he held me close to him. I pulled away so I was facing him and placed my lips onto his.

I stumbled after him, my hand wrapped around his. "Nick, I'm sorry about before." I whispered into the midnight air as we made our way through the trees.

"Miley don't even talk about it." He replied and I could hear the anger and frustration in his voice.

"I'm sorry for everything and I was just - " But he let go off my hand, walking off without me. "Nick?" I whispered from behind me.

"Miley I told you not to talk about it. If it wasn't for you we wouldn't be lost here, now would we?" He continued to walk away from me, but I grabbed hold of his hand pulling him round to face me.

"It's my fault? How in the world is it my fault? YOU were the one who was in a mood back in the room. YOU were the one who walked out the room. YOU were the one who came into this death trap, so don't you dare blame it on me. So excuse me for coming out here after hearing people have been aducted in here and making sure you were safe. I'm sorry for caring about you. I'm sorry that I'd risk my life for you. Heck Nick I'm sorry I even fell in love with you." And I stormed off. My heart lingered in the air behind me. Tears strolled down my face as I ran off, hoping it was the right direction for the hotel.

I was suprised I made it alive and in one piece to the hotel. Infact I was suprised I managed to find my way out of that maze. I walked to the room, my feet dragging behind me. I wasn't fully aware of what I was doing, my brain was now in charge which was a very dangerous thing. Anything could happen. It was my heart that always took control. It was my heart which said yes to Nick, it was my heart which made me run away, it was my heart which stopped me from going home, it was my heart which gave me strength. But it was across the road, lost forever. For the first time in ages I knelt down and prayed. I prayed for my family, I prayed for Nick's family, I prayed for my friends and I prayed for my love. I prayed Nick would come back, and hopefully bring back my heart. I prayed if he didn't that God would help me find love again. I just prayed, as if my life depended on it.

Time passed by. Every second feeling like a century, it was endless. I had nothing left in me; my heart was gone along with my hope and strength. The phone lay on the bedside table, haunting me. I still had a little strength left in me, just enough not to call my father and ask him to pick me up. I reached down for one of the bags on the floor and pulled out one of Nicks shirt. I draped it over my body. His scent filled the room and helped put my mind to rest. An empty organ pulsed the blood around my body. I watched the clock slowly tick. Hours passed and he still wasn't back. I slid my eyes shut, hoping that if I awoke he'd be there. Holding my tightly.

Life's like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get, but I knew what was coming. I knew deep deep down, but I forced myself not to believe it.

The loud knocks woke me. I didn't have time to get my mind adjusted to the events which had just previously happened. I absentmindly made my way to the door, opening it to reveal two policemen and the manager. I stood back, allowing them to enter the room. They glanced around the room before indicating me to take a seat on the couch which sat infront of the window. I shut my eyes, scared to admit why they were here. Or why they might be here.

"Um .. Miss ?" One of the officers asked.

"Stewart." I replied, opening my eyes.

"Right, so when was the last time you saw Mr Gray?"

"Last night."

"Okay, where about?"

"The woods."I whispered.

"And what happened?" He asked, taking a seat next to me while the other wrote my answers down.

"We um we got into a fight and I walked away." A single tear rolled down my pale cheeks. "Is he okay?"

"So what happened when you walked off?" He ignored my last comment.

"I came back here. Hoping some time away from each other would help, and he would maybe come back soon but I fell asleep." My head fell forward. "What's happened to him?" I whispered.

"Well we aren't actually sure. You see Mrs Tierney saw you's argue earlier into the night and saw him disappear out the main entrance. Then later on she saw you running after him, yelling his name and you ran right into the woods. Then when she saw you coming out crying she knew something was wrong so she stayed up, waiting for Mr Gray to arrive but he never did so she called us. We've got people searching the area looking for him, but we'll keep you informed. Is there anyone you want to call to come up here?"

I shook my head roughly and I got up and walked over to the bag and pulled out a pair of Nick's boxers putting them onto top of my shorts and climbed back into the bed, my eyes closing and the tears falling. I brung my knees up to my chest and I craddled them. They left the room and left me to fend for myself. I became weaker and weaker. My eyes wouldn't open, and I could feel my body slowly giving up. My organs began to slowly pack in. There was nothing left in my life. Nick was gone, possibly forever.

I need him, more than anyone could imagine. It was these kind of situations where he acted as a band aid to my heart. He kept me strong, kept me going. He managed to keep my heart together and not spill, contaminating my blood and the rest of my body. I lay there, his scent surrounding me, as my world began to collapse and end. My life had no purpose now. I had no destiny, no reason to be here. Nick was the reason why God sent me into this cruel world.

I lay in the bed, his clothes hanging from my body and I cried into their comfort. I let out every emotion possible. I screamed in anger of him leaving me alone. I whimpered in fear of the news to come and the future ahead. I wondered how long it would take for me to ever feel okay without him by my side if he never returned. I wondered if it was possible to ever love more than one person. To have more than one Prince Charming. But I knew Nick would always be my first love; my only Prince.

Life got harder as the minutes passed by. My mind was growing weak, eventually I'd have nothing left in me. I knew it wasn't alone. I knew there were other people out there, people who also had to lose their love. I pondered how they did it, just get on with life without any second thoughts. How they managed to hide this heartache? How they managed to go by everyday without the pain showing in their every action? And the others out there, the lucky ones who still had their love didn't care one bit. I knew that, because I was one of them. I didn't even give it a second thought. I didn't even think it was possible for one person to hurt so much, but it was and I unfortunately was one of those unlucky people suffering the consequences of a lost heart. But I didn't want to be like this. I didn't want to be afraid; I didn't want a broken heart.

My eyes slid shut. Blocking out the outside world. I blocked out the pain, the anger, the fear and the three knocks on the door which would drastically change my life.

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