Harlow's pov :
I woke up to light coming from my open window. I rub my eyes and sat up on the bed and looked at the clock to see its 4.30 in the morning. 'What!! Did I just time travel. I slept at 10 in the morning and woke up at 4.30, how the hell did I just do that 'my sleepy self-thought. I opened my phone and checked the date. What!!! Did I just sleep a whole freaking day? I woke up and went to brush my teeth and get ready for gym. I think Gemma would be up by now she is a light sleeper. I went out and my apartment is unusually calm. I went to Gemma's room to see it empty! Where the hell is she? I call her to know her phone was switched off. I walked to the gym praying she was there. But she is not in the gym too . now I am getting scared. Where the hell would she have gone without telling me? I skipped my boxing classes and went home. I didn't notice it before but my living room is clean . what the hell last night it was worse than a dustbin. Did Gemma clean this? What the hell is happening here. Where the hell is she? I am losing my cool . I started to imagine the worst scenarios . she never goes out without telling me. I went to her room to check. Her room is also spotless. I opened her closet there are the clothes that were my size!!! Why the hell are the clothes that she brought for herself are my size. I went to my room and collapsed on my bed . I didn't know what to do? I am on the verge of tears . Her car is also here. I took her car and went to the police station.
I went inside and there is a woman at the desk.
"Hi dear I am Mrs. Jones what do you need?" she asked me with a kind smile.
I couldn't control my tears . I burst out into tears in front of her. She came to me and held me by my shoulders and asked
" Please calm down dear and tell me what happened dear?"
I gained my posture and said " My friend she is missing since this morning."
Mrs.jones showed me a chair and asked me to sit there.
"What is your name dear" she asked
"Harlow Wilson" I said.
She asked me more questions about Gemma. She asked me from when she was missing and more information about Gemma. I answered all her questions and she filed a missing case. Then she said
" Dear a person should be considered missing only after 15 hrs. of their disappearance. But for your sake I will start investigating right away . ok now go home get dressed and go to your college try to get your mind off things ok . I will call you if we find anything about your friend. Trust me she will be home by evening."
I said OK and then made my way out . Mrs. Jones is really a kind woman. If it was any other officer they would have asked me to come after 15 hrs. But she really understood my situation. She gave me moral support. I went home and got ready for college. I took Gemma's car. I went to college but I can't concentrate in any of my classes. I think my psychology lecturer understood me she left me alone without bugging me in her classes. All I can think about is Gemma where the hell did she go without telling me. There are no signs of struggle in apartment to think she was kidnapped. But I would be stupid to think someone kidnapped the best fighter in London. I kept thinking about her my whole college. Today I have shift at café . shit I forgot to check the CAFÉ . I ran towards the car and started driving madly towards the café. I barged in and checked the kitchen for Gemma. I checked the whole café till my hopes became ashes. I asked the old Mr. Benjamin the owner of the café if Gemma came there . but he told me that she didn't. today the café is busy and Gemma us not here. I cannot let myself leave the café alone to that poor old man who decided to lend me job. So, I worked in the café till the end of my shift and even Gemma's too. That made me think less about Gemma. I drowned myself in work till both of our shifts ended.
After I finished the shift I called Mrs. Jones to ask if she found out anything about Gemma. She asked me if Gemma had any family . Gemma told me that her parents passed away in a car crash and her brother ran away cause of the grief. She is alone like me. She didn't have any other family to go back to. Oh my god Gemma where are you I am going to kill you if I find you.
I went home and fell on the bed. What should I do now?? I can't imagine my life without Gemma . why the hell did she buy the clothes of my size . I went to her room and opened the closet. The dresses are all my size and the shoes are also my size why the hell I didn't notice this. Then I found some paper in which I LOVE YOU HARLOW. I AM SORRY is written. I can't describe my feelings what the hell happened. That's not Gemma's writing. I am so so so confused right now. Even if someone took her away she would have definitely put up a fight. She is not a boxing champion for nothing. I don't know what the hell is happening. I was not able to think straight at that moment. That night I cried myself to sleep on Gemma's bed.