Missing

Chapter 13

The light drifting through the curtains woke me up to a pounding headache and a sore body. I had a viscous hangover. It was so awful, and I was really mad at myself for giving into Cassian and not going to bed when I needed to, but I already missed him so much. This was so annoying, and I really hated feeling like I needed to rely on someone to make me happy or comfort me in any way. Honestly, it was so f*****g annoying that Cassian came into my life when he did. Why? I needed to focus on my finding my friend over everything not on some man.

Getting ready to go to Augustus Enterprises was a struggle. I thought so many times about not going and just living off of what I had saved up. If I wanted to help Fawn, get her house out of debt I would have to spend over half of it to do that. So, this meant I would have to work until she came back, or the police found some information on her. After forcing down a little breakfast and getting ready I ordered an Uber.

I arrived at my new place of work and checked in at the front desk. Getting into the elevator I remembered Fawn telling me about her interview here and the elevator malfunction. I was so worn out emotionally and I wish she would come back. My mind was tired of all the scar sad thoughts. After meeting with a very nice woman, whom I didn’t catch the name of, I filled out my new hire application. It took me about thirty minutes and then I was on my way back down the elevator to the lobby of Augustus Enterprises. I was trying to recall the events of the night Fawn disappeared, but everything was so fuzzy except for my hot make-out session with Cassian in his car. My thoughts flickered to his perfect body and how amazing it felt to let him f**k me senselessly. Ugh, I wanted him more now than any other time.

After I got back home, I decided to send him a sexy message and picture. Whatever, it wasn’t like I had anything to lose at this point. I posed in the mirror with some lingerie I had bought before I left Chicago. I was hoping that I would find a hot guy or two that Fawn and I could hook up with. This saddened me more than anything. She literally only experienced hardships throughout most of her life and refused to ever let herself have any fun. After putting a cute message about coming to see me soon I sent the picture to him. Then after putting my robe on, I called my mom to inquire about shipping my things out to California. It was a short and annoying conversation. Of course, she always wanted something out of it. I could never get away from my f*****g family. They were poor and my dad was abusive to my mom and me when I was growing up. My mom never stood up for herself or me. One day he lashed out drunk and angry at my mother. I hit him over the head with a pot I grabbed off the stove. I was only sixteen and after that day he left. My mother fell into serious drug addiction and still wrestled with it to the present. When she was at her worst, she was f****d up screaming at me that he left, and it was my fault. I felt so guilty. I was the reason he left. She would ask me for help or money, and I would give it to her knowing what she was doing. She was always playing in my emotions and guilt.

I couldn’t leave her to fend for herself. She would die. This is why Fawn, and I connected so much. Our parents were not the best, but her adoptive parents were more than any to me. I really appreciated them and when they died, I was also devastated. Although I could never tell her because she was grieving, I also lost two important people that day. I promised them at the funeral that I would always protect Fawn and be there for her when they were unable. Now things were better with my mom and me, but it was only because I spent the last couple of years in Chicago trying to rebuild a bond that never existed.

Many mothers are so happy and excited to enter that part of life even if they are not fully ready. She was never ready or showed a maternal instinct in her life. I was always the one taking care of her. I was always the one taking care of everyone. I was so tired. I hoped she would come through for me. I sent her a lot of extra money so she would just do what I asked and hire the moving company that I wanted and not take everything for herself. She promised me that she would not do that to me, but I called my friend Kassie to make sure that it went smoothly. Kassie assured me that she would make sure that everything got sent according to the list I sent her. Man, it was hard leaving one of my only friends in Chicago. I didn’t have a lot of people I could trust but my old assistant Kassie was different than a lot of other people. I asked her in a comic way if she would want to move here with me and become my assistant here. Surprisingly, she was down when I offered her a real job. Kassie told me she would think about it and get back to me this week at least by Thursday. I couldn’t blame her for wanting time. She would have to quit and move her whole life here. I did not have high expectations that she would want to pursue this. After a barrage of calls, I needed some time to relax so I laid on the couch in hopes of a nap. Sleep overcame me very suddenly. I had a dreamless sleep and woke up sweaty at about six.

There was a response to my text to Cassian.

“You are so delicious. Let me make you dinner tonight or something.” Cassian sent.

“Please, Maisy.” He double texted me.

Damn, I should call him. I need to stop sleeping so much. I dialed his number and the phone trilled.

“Maisy, how are you this evening?” He cordially responded to me.

“Very well. Would you still have a spot open in your schedule for me tonight?” I asked.

“Of course. I’ll be over in twenty minutes to pick you up.” He hung up, not waiting for a response. What a bastard.