Conflicted promises

POV
Stephanie 

I stand at the top of the staircase with Julian by my side. I watch Millie speed out of the driveway. 

What the fuck just happened? 

I can piece together my assumptions. 

My eyes are now glued onto X who is at the bottom of the staircase on his hands and knees still pounding his fists against shards of Millie’s nonexistent phone, begging to a long gone Millie. 

“Fuck!” X screams out at a high volume. 

X’s hands are now profusely bleeding, Julian darts down the steps and runs to X pulling him off the ground. 

X stands up with blood dripping down from his hands. 

“C'mon man, let's go inside.” Julian gently suggests. 

X aggressively pushes Julian off of him “No! I need to go find her! I need to find her,” he yells out in panicky desperation. 

I stare at the two of them dumbfounded by the scene that just occurred. 

X catches me staring, he runs up the stairs in a second flat leaving a puddle of blood on the pavement. 

“Stephanie! Please, please tell me where she