Missing

Chapter 9

I unlocked it trying to get inside and away. He came in with me.

“This is cute.” Cassian commented.

“It’s so cozy. Lots of good memories here for me.” I sighed starting to cry.

Cassian rushed to me. I finally hit my wall. She wasn’t here and that was bad. I couldn’t contain the emotions anymore. I started sobbing.

“What is wrong Maisy. Please tell me.” He took my hands and wiped my tears.

I missed her and who knows what happened to her? I felt in my gut something was very wrong and here I was out partying. Some friend I am.

Finally I was able to speak a little though the crying. “My friend. I think she is missing. I’m not sure though. She left me at the club last night and she hasn’t been home since. I am so worried.” I spilled the truth out.

He looked around the house and stiffened a little.

“I am so sorry to dump all this on you. We literally just met and I’m a drunk mess.” I cried.

“Let me get you some water or something from the kitchen.” Cassian looked concerned.

I continued crying on the couch. He returned with a glass of water. I took it grateful and sipped it.

“I am sure she is okay.” Cassian tried to soothe me. He rubbed my back.

Without thinking about it I pulled Cassian to me and planted a kiss on his lips. He obliged kissing me back. I pushed him down on the couch and straddled him. We continued kissing and our tongues fought for dominance. His hands were all over me and he reached for the zipper on my dress yanking it down in one motion. s**t. He knew what he was doing. He discarded the dress off me.

I was wearing a lacy black strapless bra and a pair of matching lace panties. Cassian’s eyes roamed my body looking at it hungrily. His kisses became rough as he kissed down my neck to my breasts. The sensation of his lips on my body made me moan. I rocked my hips grinding on his d**k. He already had a hard bulge and it felt big. I wanted to f**k this gorgeous man. Cassian unhooked my bra exposing my n*****s. He sucked on each one circling my n*****s with his tongue. I moaned as he slid my panties to the side and stroked my c**t. Then he slid two fingers in my p***y pumping them in and out. I moaned his name.

I was so close to reaching my peak. Then his phone f*****g rang again.

“Please. More Cassian.” I cried out.

He looked at his phone and said, “I’m sorry Maisy. This is urgent. I have to go.” He kissed me on the lips gently then my forehead and next thing I knew he was already up and out the door.

I laid on the couch out of breath and half naked. What was I thinking? I never felt so good and embarrassed at the same time. What there something wrong with me? Now I wasn’t sad anymore as much as I was seething with anger. How could I be so f*****g stupid?

I knew I never should have gone there and I did and now I was hurt. Why? Why do I do stuff like this. I walked through her kitchen to find the cabinet I know Fawn keeps her stash of liquor. Score! Three bottles of wine, a bottle of Jager, whiskey, and f*****g tequila. I knew she kept it for my visits and I cried as I was pulling out her favorite wine. Finding a glass I poured myself a big helping. I drew myself a bath and brought the bottle in with me. I drank the entire glass and then another. I finished the bottle eventually. Finally I got out drying myself off looking at my reflection in the mirror. Makeup was smudged down my face from crying. I wiped it off and washed my face. I stared at Fawn’s products and I cried again. Needing her I went to her room. I climbed into her bed with my phone and cried smelling the sheets. Why couldn’t you be here? I hate this. I want to wake up and it all be a terrible dream. I need to talk to her and ask her for her advice. I want to help her so her parent’s home doesn’t get taken by the bank. Why couldn’t I have been a better friend.

I was about to drift off to sleep when my phone started ringing loudly.

Fawn!

I raced to check it but it was sadly a number I did not recognize.

“Hello?” I answered.

“It’s me Cassian. I am so sorry about earlier. Can I explain myself please?” He pleaded sounding out of sorts.