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Chasing Pavements

Chapter 5

YOU FOUND ME

Stephanie impatiently tapped her index finger against the kitchen counter as she waited for John to pick up his phone. She rested her weight against the bench and bit her lip in anticipation until she finally heard John's worried voice.

"John," she quickly addressed, pushing herself upright. "Did you find her, is she okay?" she bombarded him with questions through sheer worry. "Where are you now?"

She heard John sigh and immediately could tell it was bad news. "I called the cops; on my way back now," he replied, his voice seemingly shaken.

"Oh God," Stephanie placed a hand over her mouth. "What the hell happened, where's Trish!?" she said in an agitated tone.

"I-I don't know," John's voice cracked. Stephanie's heart broke at his sound. He and Trish had been through so much in the short lifetime, it just didn't seem fair. "She did go to the store though, there was a robbery," he said nonchalantly which worried Stephanie even more.

"WHAT!?" she screamed into the phone. "There was a robbery? Trish was involved in a robbery!? How can you be so calm—"

"She got out fine, they said she was shaken up and left in a hurry."

Stephanie groaned out in frustration. "John cut the crap, you're freaking me out now and are not making much sense!" she gritted her teeth. "What's going on!?"

"She was on her way home!" John shouted back, but immediately softened his voice, not wanting to yell at her. "She was on her way home, and I don't know what happened, I don't know where she is," his voice faded and Stephanie could tell he was crying.

"Oh, honey," Stephanie tried to calm him down. "I'm sure she'll turn up," she said, almost choking on her lies.

"Bull!" John spat. "If she were on her way home, she'd be there by now." Stephanie heard a quick rustling when John switched his grip on the phone. "What if she was abducted?"

Stephanie bit her lip as tears threatened to form in her eyes. She hated that John feared the worse, but everything he had told her could only leave that final assumption. "We don't know that," she managed to choke out before glancing up at the door as Paul entered the apartment. She gave him a nod of acknowledgment and turned her attention back to John. "Just come home, and the police will handle it, let's just hope there's nothing to handle."

John nodded, even though she couldn't see him. "I'm scared." He admitted.

Stephanie closed her eyes briefly. "Me too." She felt Paul place a hand on her shoulder. "Just…get home okay?" she sighed and clicked the phone off, turning her attention to Paul who wrapped an arm around her.

"You're back so soon?" she questioned him.

"I know, I was worried about you so I came back to check—"

"What are you doing!?" Stephanie yelled at him, pushing away from him. "You're supposed to be looking for Trish!" she said, her emotions writhing up.

"Babe, calm down!" Paul tried to hush her. "You need to relax!"

"How can I relax when one of my best friends is missing!?" Stephanie began to cry and pulled herself towards Paul, sobbing into his jacket.

Paul rubbed her back in gentle circles until her sobs faded. "I'll go back out and continue looking alright?" He felt Stephanie nodding. "But like you said the police are on it, if anything has happened they'll find her, she'll be okay."

Stephanie lifted her head, her tear stained eyes glaring into him. "You don't know that."

"I know that there's no way Trish could have been kidnapped, come on she's probably just taken a detour or something, gone to some friends place, for all we know she could be having an affair!" he immediately bit his tongue after the words left his mouth.

Stephanie glared at him, her eyes filling with anger and disbelief. "How can you say that!?"

Before Paul could redeem himself, there was a loud pounding on the door. "Police! Open up!" The two glanced in the direction of the knocking. Paul turned back to his girlfriend, who still had her death glare planted on her face. He gave her a guilty smile before backing away to answer the door.

"Officers?" he greeted the two men in blue.

"Evening, I'm Officer Kennedy and this is Officer Porter," he replied, motioning to his partner who stood a few feet behind him. "NYPD…we are here about a possible abduction, a ah…" the Officer flipped through his note pad. "A Mr John Cena notified police about his girlfriend being missing, any idea where he is?"

"I'm right here."

Paul and the Officers averted their eyes to a very dishevelled John Cena.

"Have you found her?" John broke the silence. He peered past the three men and caught a glimpse of Stephanie inside the apartment. She immediately noticed and before he knew it she was wrapped up in his arms, clinging to him.

"John…" she began to sob again, completely unaware of Paul's perplexed expression. John glanced up at Paul and gave him an "it's okay" look and gently rubbed Stephanie's back.

Officer Kennedy fidgeted and cleared his throat. "I'm sorry to interrupt but I have to ask you a couple of questions concerning your girlfriend…"

"Trish…" John finished for him, as he gently handed Stephanie off to Paul.

"Right, Trish," the Officer corrected himself. "And Officer Porter will ask you two a couple of questions too if that's okay," he motioned towards Stephanie and Paul.

"Sure of course," Paul motioned the Officer into the apartment.

JxT

John re-entered the McMahon-Levesque apartment for the umpteenth time. Every since the police had taken their statements John had been in and out looking for Trish. He was exhausted—mentally and physically but he couldn't bear to sleep knowing that his girlfriend was still out there. He collapsed on the couch, being as quiet as possible knowing Stephanie and Paul were probably getting some shut-eye. Guilt washed over him, realising that he was actually taking a break from his search. He sighed, throwing his baseball cap across the room then rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he stared at the ceiling.

Trish. Where are you? He groaned softly to himself. Where are you, I need you. Please be safe. Please God, return her to me safe. He thought as he shifted himself more comfortably on the couch.

"Man, have you been awake this whole time?" Paul's voice caused John to jump. "Sorry."

John looked over at his friend and nodded. "I've just been out looking for her."

Paul took a seat next to John and gave him a firm pat on the shoulder. "Don't worry man, she'll be okay, they'll find her."

"I need to find her!" John snapped as he scooted forwards and rested his forehead in his hands. "Why is this happening!?" He yelled again. "Why her, why Trish? All this shit, I swear to God if Chris has anything to do with this!"

"John?" Stephanie's small voice cut off his yells.

John and Paul glanced up at her. She gave them a small, forced smile before taking a seat between them, her back leaning into to Paul, and facing John.

John dropped his gaze to the floor. "Sorry if I woke you."

"I wasn't sleeping, but you should be," she said firmly, grabbing his hand.

"She's right man, you are exhausted and overwhelmed." He looked over Stephanie's shoulder at John. "Get some sleep, at least for an hour and we can both go look again."

John scoffed. "It's almost sunrise, there's no point, I'm gonna go out again anyway."

His friends sighed and exchanged looks. "Then at least I'm going to get you a coffee and something to eat," Stephanie replied and got up without waiting for a response.

"She's really worried about you, you know?" Paul said after Stephanie was out of sight. "She was telling me John, you and Trish mean a lot to her."

John sucked in a deep breath, leaning back into the couch. "I know, I'm sorry." He replied. "I don't want to drag her or you into this, but I'm grateful you guys are helping." His attention quickly diverted to his ringing cell phone. "Hello?"

Paul watched intently as John's expression kept changing. "What?" he quickly asked as John hung up the phone and jumped to his feet.

"They found her."

Paul stared at him for a moment, shocked at the news. He watched John scramble around the room to pick up his cap and put it firmly on his head. "Steph!" he called out to her.

She quickly appeared at the doorway, mug in hand. "What is it?" she looked between her boyfriend and John, who was quickly heading out the door.

"Get your coat, we're going," he said briefly. He glanced back at Stephanie who had a confused look on her face. "They found Trish."

Stephanie's eyes widened. She hastily placed the mug down, half of it spilling onto the floor but she was already on her way to grab her jacket before she could notice. Grabbing Paul's hand they raced out of the apartment following in John's footsteps.

When they finally caught up to John, they were met with a devastating site.

"Holy shit." Paul breathed out.

The area was flooded with police, emergency personnel and onlookers who were trying to get a peak at the commotion. Paul and Stephanie's eyes darted around, coming into contact with the scrambling people rushing in and out of the abandoned warehouse that was now plastered with police tape and barriers. Stephanie scanned the area for John, quickly spotting him standing with a police officer, frantically shouting questions at him.

"Where is she!?" he yelled continually at the officer. "I want to see her now!"

"John," Stephanie called out, running up to him and residing at his side as the police officer tried to calm him down. She turned towards the officer, "Please tell us she's okay."

Before the officer could answer, another officer approached him with a concerned look on his face. "I think you should see these," he said, handing over the items.

The officer scanned them, his face filling with digust. John couldn't help but peer over, his eyes widening with horror when he saw them. He heard Stephanie gasp, immediately knowing she had seen them too as she placed a hand over her mouth.

"Oh my God...is that?"

:D I updated!

I was in such a foul mood today coz my driving lesson got cancelled and my whole day was wasted, so i said 'stuff you' to homework and i wrote the chapter!

I know Trish was like basically not in it...but she didn't need to be. The references to her were enough. You now can see how close Stephanie (and Paul) are to John and Trish. It was basically just everyone's feelings and their rush to find her.
And nobody get there panties in a knot about Steph being all "cosy" towards John. Although it would be interesting to see what goes on with them...jokes :P Just teasing.

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