Missing

Howie’s point of view

“Howie, you in there?” I heard the voice just barely. I forced myself to wake up and go open the door. Kevin stood there with a worried expression on his face. “Kev, do you know what time is it?” I asked tiredly.
“Yeah, I know, I’m sorry man, but no one can find Nick anywhere,” replied Kevin.
“That’s strange,” I commented. I looked at my travel alarm clock, the glowing dial showed four thirty five in the morning.
“Did you see him before you went to sleep?” asked Kevin.
“No, I knocked on his room but I got no answer so I just went back to my room and watched TV. Why, do you think something is wrong?” I asked starting to get worried too.
“He was supposed to talk to Stacie in the evening, but I don’t know how that went. I can’t find Stacie anywhere either. She’s not in Nick’s room, so that can’t be good. But on the other hand, it is possible that they went out together somewhere and are simply not back yet,” reasoned Kevin.
I raised my eyebrows quizzically. “Do you really think that that’s what happened?” I asked.
Kevin hesitated, and then shook his head. “No, I have a feeling that their talk didn’t go very well,” he admitted.
“What do you want to do?”
“Well, I already asked the other guys if they saw Nick, and they haven’t. So I guess we should all go back to sleep and hope that he shows up by morning, otherwise, I don’t know what we’ll have to do then.”
“Okay, let me know if he comes back.”
“I will, night D.”
“Night Kev.” I closed the door and lay back down in my bed. I was worried about Nick; there was no telling what he might do if he and Stacie had a fight.

Julianna’s point of view

“Okay, and that’s a wrap on that scene,” announced Tom. Everyone cheered happily because we had been trying to get that scene right the entire day. “Alright, I know you’re all tired, so you’re all free to go home,” he added. More cheering.
I gratefully went to my dressing room and quickly changed into my street clothes. I couldn’t wait to get home and relax; it had been an awfully long day.
“Jul, can I speak to you for a minute?” asked Tom as I came out of my dressing room.
“Sure, what’s up?” I asked coming towards him.
“I just got a call from the Backstreet Boys’ manager and it seems that there is a problem,” began Tom.
“What kind of problem?” I queried.
“Nick is missing.”
“What? What do you mean he’s missing?”
“That’s what I mean, he’s missing. No one knows where he is. The last time anyone saw him was last night and he hasn’t been in the hotel since. They spoke to his girlfriend, or actually, ex-girlfriend, and she said that she broke up with Nick last night and had left the room afterwards and did not speak to or see him after that.”
“So, they have no clue of what happened to him?”
“Nope, none.”
“Okay, well, it doesn’t affect the show just yet, I guess if they won’t find him by next week, we’ll have to rearrange the schedule,” I said.
“True, but I hope they do find him,” said Tom.
I shrugged noncommittally. “I guess.”
“You don’t seem too upset by this fact,” observed Tom.
“Well, what can I say, I’m not exactly fond of the guy. So if the whole guest star episode doesn’t work out, I’ll be more than happy,” I said.
“Okay Jul, well, I’ll let you know if he turns up.”
“Okay.”

Brian’s point of view

“Okay, now I’m very worried,” I said pacing around the room. Kevin, Kristin, AJ, Howie, Leighanne, and me were gathered in AJ’s room. We were all anxiously waiting for any news on Nick.
“His cell phone is off, all I’m getting is his voice mail, and I left about two dozen messages already,” said Kevin, hanging up the phone in frustration. “Where the hell is he?”
“You don’t think that he’s gone off and done something stupid to you?” asked Howie.
That question had been hanging in the air all day long. Everyone was just too afraid to ask it.
“I don’t even want to think of that possibility,” said Kevin tensely.
“But what if he did?” I said, trying not to think the worst, but that was impossible.
“Let’s just hope that he didn’t,” said Kristin softly.
“He and Stacie were together for over two years, he must be very upset about the break up,” said Howie.
“Yeah, especially when he was not the one who broke up with her,” added AJ.
“Okay, so what do we know so far?” I asked looking around the room.
“Well, we know that Nick was in his room last night up until Stacie broke up with him and left around ten. We also know that he wasn’t in his room around eleven thirty when Howie knocked on his door,” said Leighanne. “So I guess he must’ve left sometime between ten and eleven thirty, but there’s no way to tell for sure. For all we know, when Howie knocked on the door, Nick was there, but was simply too upset to open the door and pretended like he had left. If that is the case, then we have no idea when exactly did he leave the room or where he went.”
“Anyone have any ideas on where he could’ve gone?” asked Kristin.
Everyone was silent for a few moments and then slowly shook their heads.
“With Nick, you never know,” commented AJ. He was right. No one could ever predict what Nick might do, especially if he was as upset as he had been last night.
At that moment, one of our security guards came into the room.
“Anything?” asked Kevin.
The guard shook his head. “No, we’re still looking,” he replied and then exited.
We all sat restlessly in the room trying to hope for the best and not think about the worst.

THE NEXT EVENING
Julianna’s point of view

“So what do you think happened to him?” asked Jessica while trying to find something to eat in my fridge.
“Who?” I asked.
“Nick Carter, duh, haven’t you been watching TV in the past forty eight hours? It’s all over the news, he’s missing and no one knows where he is,” replied Jessica, apparently shocked by the fact that I didn’t seem to care that Nick was missing.
“Oh yeah, him, I don’t know what happened,” I said shrugging. “Can’t say that I really care either,” I added.
“How can you not care?” asked Jessica staring at me in disbelief.
“Um, did you forget that I think that he’s a really big jerk?” I asked.
“Well, no, I didn’t forget that, but still, don’t you care a little?”
“I guess, but only a little, I mean, I wouldn’t want anything horrible to happen to him.”
“I’m fairly sure that nothing happened to him, I think he simply wanted to be alone,” said Jessica while making herself a sandwich.
“Maybe, but if that’s the case, he’s being really selfish not telling anyone where he went,” I told her.
“How so?”
“Well, there’s so many people out there looking for him and worrying about him, and for all they know, he’s simply in some hotel, sulking about the break up. If he really wanted to be alone, he should’ve at least left a note or something so that no one would look for him.”
“He probably didn’t think of that,” said Jessica.
“Yeah, he was too busy thinking about himself,” I pointed out. Jessica shrugged and started eating her sandwich. I figured that she still didn’t believe that Nick was a jerk. Well, I knew he was a jerk and I didn’t care if he came back, ever.

THE NEXT MORNING
AJ’s point of view

“Still nothing,” I said hanging up my phone after trying to call Nick’s cell for like the millionth time that day.
“Do you think we should consider the possibility that Nick might not have left his room on his own?” asked Brian looking around the room.
“You mean kidnapping?” asked Kevin, his voice hollow from all the worry he had gone through in the past forty-eight hours.
“As much as I’d hate to say it, yes,” nodded Brian.
“We have so much security here, there’s no way someone would be able to find out Nick’s room number and then just take him from the hotel without someone seeing them,” said Howie shaking his head, dismissing the idea.
“But then what did happen to him?” asked Kristin. “He’s been gone for over forty eight hours and the police and our security team are absolutely clueless about where he is!” Kevin placed a reassuring hand on his wife’s shoulder.
“Can you imagine if he just went somewhere to be alone?” asked Howie. “Because if that’s what happened, he’ll be in so much trouble when he shows up. Everyone is so worried and going nuts, and for all we know, he’s in some hotel and perfectly fine,” he added.
“You know D, somehow, I’d be a hell of a lot happier if that’s what happened, because that would mean that nothing happened to him,” said Kevin softly.
“I don’t see what else could’ve possibly happened. I mean; we all know that if Nick doesn’t want to be found, no one will find him, no matter how hard they look. And it certainly seems like he really truly doesn’t want to be found,” I reasoned.
“I agree with you Bone, but at the same time I can’t help but think, what if he has no control over the situation that he’s in? What if something really happened to him and he’s hurt, or worse?” asked Howie, his voice full of fear.
“I’d really rather not consider that possibility,” I admitted, because frankly, just the thought of that scared me half to death.

Julianna’s point of view

“And still there is no news on the disappearance of Backstreet Boy Nick Carter…” said the anchorwoman on the news. I turned off the TV cause frankly, I was sick of hearing about Nick. It was impossible to turn on a channel and not hear about him.
Whitie came up to me and jumped onto my lap.
“Hey, you hungry?” I asked the small white kitten, not expecting an answer of course. I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the kitchen. After feeding her, I decided to go to my parents’ house.
The drive there was relatively short and I was soon walking up the circular driveway.
“Hello? Anybody home?” I called out as I unlocked the door and stepped into the spacious foyer.
“Julianna, is that you?” came my mom’s voice from the library.
“Yeah mom!” I yelled back. “How’s is everything going?” I asked opening the door and peeking into the library. My mom was sitting in one of the oversize chairs and reading what looked like very boring books. They were all about laws, courts, and court procedures. In case it wasn’t obvious from the books, my mom was a lawyer.
“Everything is fine honey,” said my mom smiling and she put down the book she was reading. “But why aren’t you on the set? Is something wrong?” she asked, worry creeping into her voice.
“No, mom, everything is fine. There were just some scenes that needed to be redone, but I’m not in any of them,” I explained plopping down on the comfortable sofa.
“Oh, that’s good,” said my mom, relaxing.
“Where’s dad?” I asked.
“He’s at work, as usual,” replied my mom laughing. My dad was a doctor and it was actually very rare that he got a day off.
“Right, what else is new,” I said joining her laughter.
“Jul?” I heard my younger sister’s voice.
“Hey Annie,” I said turning around to face the door, where my eight year old sister stood.
“Hi!” she said enthusiastically and immediately jumped onto my lap and hugged me tightly. I laughed and hugged her back. She was the absolute best little sister in the world.
“How’s school?” I asked, softly ruffling her fine blond hair.
“It’s good, I’m just happy it’s Saturday,” said Annie smiling widely.
“I’ll bet you are,” I commented, grinning back at her.
“Is there any particular reason as to why you’re here?” asked my mom.
“Nope, just nothing to do, so I decided to visit you,” I said warmly smiling.
“Let’s go somewhere!” said Annie sliding off of my lap and gently pulling my arm for me to get up.
“Where do you want to go?” I asked.
“The Bronx Zoo!” announced Annie. She loved animals, and even though she had been at that zoo countless times, she always wanted to go back there time and time again.
“Is it okay if I take her?” I asked turning towards my mom.
“Of course,” replied my mom smiling.
“Yay! Let’s go!” exclaimed Annie and started pulling me towards the door.
“Okay, we’ll be back in a few hours,” I said, barely having time to get the words out before my little sister pulled me out of the library and out the front door.

Kevin’s point of view

I sat staring into the window, willing any of the phones to ring. I just wanted to do something; I hated being so helpless. Then all of a sudden, my cell phone rang.
“Hello?” I said anxiously.
“Kevin, we have news on Nick,” said John, head of our security. “But I’m afraid it’s not good.”


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