The thoughts of Rafe Cameron

Missing (Chapter 27)

BARRY

The day after Christmas I wake up and Barry isnt in bed. I go outside and look for him, the car is still here and he isnt anywhere. I call his phone and it is ringing on the nightstand, I run over to John B's house and he isnt there, I call Sarah and she doesnt know where he is. I go to the beach and I look everywhere for him but he isnt there. After looking for Rafe the majority of the day that evening I go to the police station and file a missing persons report. A few days later with no sight of him a search and rescue party goes out on the water looking for him but nobody found him. I go home every night hoping he will be there and he isnt. 

By spring time Rafe is still missing, I made sure his dad was question multiple times but he was never arrested. I lie awake at night wondering where he is and wondering if he is alive. I had to take time off of school because I couldnt learn when he was missing. While everyone was out on spring break I was still looking for Rafe, hanging up missing posters in other towns and posting photos of him on social media. There was no sighting of him, he just vanished. 

Summer time came and before Sarah went on her trip she texted me "Don't stop searching". It gave me hope that he was still alive, so that's what I did. I pushed the police to look around specific locations where he could be but they wouldnt listen to me. 

A few days after Sarah texted me the police had finally listed to my pleading for them to have a search out by the marina. So when the sun was setting we went out to the marina and we were looking for Rafe. We are out there for 2 hours after the sun set when the little group of people who are still left tell and officer "I hear something coming from this building, like a banging noise." I go over with the officers and they open the door. 

I looked in and couldn't see anything because it was dark outside but when a cop shined his flashlight there he was, I run and sit down on the matress he is on and I grab him in my arms and hug him he looks up at me with a raspy voice and says "Barry, is that you?" I start to cry "Yeah, yeah Rafe it's me" I get him some water and he chugs the entire thing, he is dehydrated and so skinny. On the ride to the hospital I hold his hand and cry the entire time. When we get to the hospital they take pictures of his injuries, they let me help clean him and get him in the hospital bed so he could be monitored. 

He lays on the bed sleeping as I hold his hand, I can't believe he is alive. I see his arms "fag" is scarred in both of his arms, his eye is bruised, he was beaten. He woke up in the morning and told me what happened, all the details and I had no idea what to say, all I could do was hug him and say I'm sorry. The cops came in later on and asked him if he knows who did this and he told them his dad did this, he told them all the details he had previously told me. 

After a week in the hospital he gets to go home. We sit on the couch and turn on the news, the first thing we see is news of him being found, and then the second thing is his dad getting arrested. When Rafe sees that I hear a sigh of releaf come from him I grab his hand and look at him "You're safe now, he can't get you." We go to bed after a while and I tripple check the locks and security cameras and as we are laying down I tell Rafe "I love you", he looks at me and gives me a kiss "I love you" and grabs my hand and we fall asleep. 

Rafe struggled the fist month of being back home, he went on some meds which really helped him. In mid July we had friends over for a sort of welcome home for Rafe, we all had a lot of fun and it was really good for Rafe. In August Rafe was getting nervous for school but I kept reminding him that it was our last year and we will be done soon. 

When school first started Rafe was having a hard time with PTSD and anxiety, he went to therapy and to kidnapping survivor support groups, which helped him a lot. We had Wheezie, Sarah, and Rose over for Thanksgiving and had a great time, Rose made tons of food and Rafe, JJ and I made lots of desserts. 

When it was Christmas break Rafe started getting angry and he had trouble sleeping, his therapist gave him tips to calm down and he did. When it was Christmas day I could tell Rafe was really anxious, I tried calming him down and taking his mind off of it and for the most part it helped, but when it was Christmas night was when it was really bad.