i_love_you_mv
Cadet
first im very very sorry that i havnt updated for a long time 
i thought i would now that christmas is over. I think I will try and finish this story in about 3 more updates, because I have exams soon it will be hard for me to update. Well I hope you like this update anyways and I hope you all had a great christmas xxxxxxxxx helen xxxxxxxxxx
Sydney walked down the long corridor anxious to find one of her closest friends. As she turned the corner small white cells surrounded her from both sides, as her shoes scuffed the floor she could feel the eyes of a thousand people staring at her. Sydney was afraid that Will would not even realise who she was or be too overwhelmed that she was here. It was a scary thought that because she had gone missing so many people had been hurt. Sydney became extremely nervous walking towards his cell, she could hear the moans and groans of the patients around her and knew she could not make eye contact with them, yet wanted to see them and feel sorry for them.
’Miss Bristow, right this way please.’ The sudden voice startled her; it was only the doctor taking her to Will.
’Here we are Miss Bristow, if you need anything I am just around the corner, if there is a problem here is an alarm. If he tries to attack you don’t be afraid to use any force against him. These are just safety precautions I have to tell you, Will seems very calm compared to some of our patients. I will come and get you in 30 minutes.’
The lady walked off around the corner and Sydney was left staring down at a necklace with a red button on a pendant. Surely Will, her best friend wouldn’t attack her?
‘Sydney, you are here.’
A big grin greeted her as she entered the cell. Tears sprang from her eyes, she was so glad to see Will, but terrified as she knew she would have to leave him soon.
“I knew you would come back Sydney, I knew it but they wouldn’t believe me. They said I was crazy, they cornered me and hit me and tied me up and put me here. I don’t belong here I haven’t done anything wrong.’
A whole wall of the soft padded cell contained newspaper cuttings and research that Will had obviously done into her disappearance. Was what he was saying true? Was he only assumed ‘mental’ because he believed that she was still alive?
‘How have you been Will, I have missed you so much. I don’t know what to say, but I am so sorry. I can’t tell you enough how much I am sorry.’ Sydney hugged Will, tears streaming down her face. He seemed emotionless and rigid.
‘I never gave up hope you would return and nobody believed me. I did research; you know I am good at research… like after Danny died. I knew that you couldn’t just be dead without anybody knowing. I knew it.’
‘Will, you know I can’t stay here long. But, will you tell me everything that happened and why you are here. I promise I will try and get you out. I know in my heart that you are not crazy. You are the only friend I have.’
Will took a deep breathe and sat down on the bed, Sydney sat on the floor like a little child wanting to know more.
‘The night that you disappeared, I received a phone call from Vaughn. He explained about your night and I was happy for you, I was. But, in a way I was jealous. I loved you; everyday since I’ve known you I have loved you. I listened and smiled; he told me about plans to ask to marry you the following day and I was happy for you. The next day I was waiting for you to turn up and tell me the great news, but you didn’t come. I waited for Vaughn to call me and tell me all about it, but the phone call never came. The following day I called Michael, and I could tell something was wrong I invited him round and he told me that you were missing. I said that I wanted to help find you, but they wouldn’t let me. They wanted me to ‘stay calm, stay out of it’, ‘everything was going to be okay’. It wasn’t okay, nothing was okay and despite what anybody said to me I decided to do some research of my own. I thought the best place to start was asking around people who worked near the pier, your neighbours and anybody who might have seen something. Nothing. Then I thought the next place to look into was the people you used to work for; Sloane. I found out some interesting information, that he was looking for something, a way to damage the CIA. I assumed that must have been through you. I continued my research until I was told you were dead. I wouldn’t believe it. I went to the funeral and told them you were alive; I stood there and told everybody not to give up. I thought there was no point anymore. I had nobody, nobody wanted me and my best friend was missing and presumed dead. I did some stupid things in that time, I wanted to die and see if you would return when I was dead. One morning I woke up and I was in here, I overheard that the previous night I had jumped in front of a car. I hadn’t been seriously injured, but I found out the person in the car was your dad, sorry Sydney.’
i thought i would now that christmas is over. I think I will try and finish this story in about 3 more updates, because I have exams soon it will be hard for me to update. Well I hope you like this update anyways and I hope you all had a great christmas
xxxxxxxxx helen xxxxxxxxxxSydney walked down the long corridor anxious to find one of her closest friends. As she turned the corner small white cells surrounded her from both sides, as her shoes scuffed the floor she could feel the eyes of a thousand people staring at her. Sydney was afraid that Will would not even realise who she was or be too overwhelmed that she was here. It was a scary thought that because she had gone missing so many people had been hurt. Sydney became extremely nervous walking towards his cell, she could hear the moans and groans of the patients around her and knew she could not make eye contact with them, yet wanted to see them and feel sorry for them.
’Miss Bristow, right this way please.’ The sudden voice startled her; it was only the doctor taking her to Will.
’Here we are Miss Bristow, if you need anything I am just around the corner, if there is a problem here is an alarm. If he tries to attack you don’t be afraid to use any force against him. These are just safety precautions I have to tell you, Will seems very calm compared to some of our patients. I will come and get you in 30 minutes.’
The lady walked off around the corner and Sydney was left staring down at a necklace with a red button on a pendant. Surely Will, her best friend wouldn’t attack her?
‘Sydney, you are here.’
A big grin greeted her as she entered the cell. Tears sprang from her eyes, she was so glad to see Will, but terrified as she knew she would have to leave him soon.
“I knew you would come back Sydney, I knew it but they wouldn’t believe me. They said I was crazy, they cornered me and hit me and tied me up and put me here. I don’t belong here I haven’t done anything wrong.’
A whole wall of the soft padded cell contained newspaper cuttings and research that Will had obviously done into her disappearance. Was what he was saying true? Was he only assumed ‘mental’ because he believed that she was still alive?
‘How have you been Will, I have missed you so much. I don’t know what to say, but I am so sorry. I can’t tell you enough how much I am sorry.’ Sydney hugged Will, tears streaming down her face. He seemed emotionless and rigid.
‘I never gave up hope you would return and nobody believed me. I did research; you know I am good at research… like after Danny died. I knew that you couldn’t just be dead without anybody knowing. I knew it.’
‘Will, you know I can’t stay here long. But, will you tell me everything that happened and why you are here. I promise I will try and get you out. I know in my heart that you are not crazy. You are the only friend I have.’
Will took a deep breathe and sat down on the bed, Sydney sat on the floor like a little child wanting to know more.
‘The night that you disappeared, I received a phone call from Vaughn. He explained about your night and I was happy for you, I was. But, in a way I was jealous. I loved you; everyday since I’ve known you I have loved you. I listened and smiled; he told me about plans to ask to marry you the following day and I was happy for you. The next day I was waiting for you to turn up and tell me the great news, but you didn’t come. I waited for Vaughn to call me and tell me all about it, but the phone call never came. The following day I called Michael, and I could tell something was wrong I invited him round and he told me that you were missing. I said that I wanted to help find you, but they wouldn’t let me. They wanted me to ‘stay calm, stay out of it’, ‘everything was going to be okay’. It wasn’t okay, nothing was okay and despite what anybody said to me I decided to do some research of my own. I thought the best place to start was asking around people who worked near the pier, your neighbours and anybody who might have seen something. Nothing. Then I thought the next place to look into was the people you used to work for; Sloane. I found out some interesting information, that he was looking for something, a way to damage the CIA. I assumed that must have been through you. I continued my research until I was told you were dead. I wouldn’t believe it. I went to the funeral and told them you were alive; I stood there and told everybody not to give up. I thought there was no point anymore. I had nobody, nobody wanted me and my best friend was missing and presumed dead. I did some stupid things in that time, I wanted to die and see if you would return when I was dead. One morning I woke up and I was in here, I overheard that the previous night I had jumped in front of a car. I hadn’t been seriously injured, but I found out the person in the car was your dad, sorry Sydney.’