Don't fall

Chapter XXVII: I Fell

I have managed to avoid Sarah for two days. Haven't seen her since the test. I just want to leave before she sees me again. I'm not sure I'd be able to say goodbye specially because tomorrow is my birthday. I'm getting released on my birthday and I just know she's dying to celebrate that. If I see her, I'll have to push her away. I'll have to push that beautiful woman... Peppy and... And happy... I'll have to tell a woman who expects good news and joy that I'm leaving her. And I don't want to leave her. If I see her... Only God knows if I can actually do it. Wait a second... Who's that blonde going down the sta... Fuck! Oh, she saw me, damn it, she saw me, I'm walking away but she definitely saw me, what do I even say...

-Hey. -Sar says with a cheery voice, pulling my arm so I stop walking.

-Hey... -I turn around and get ready for the performance of a lifetime.

-Are you running away from me? -She giggles.

-Of course not.

-Then how come I haven't seen you since the test? -She doesn't actually think I've been avoiding her on purpose, so I need something to get her mind off it.

-I passed. -Good. Good distraction.

-You passed? -She asks me in disbelief and I nod. Next thing I know, she looks around and drags me to a broom closet locking us in. She pulls me in for a kiss and God, how will I survive without her kiss? -You passed! -She says again, this time with the widest smile in the world. -But don't the results come out tomorrow? And why are you acting so... Weird?

-Sister Monica told me I passed as soon as I finished the test and... I guess I just didn't know how to tell you. It's big news, after all.

-You goddamned overthinker. -She hugs me with relief. -I was starting to think something was wrong. I thought you were going to bail on me.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry...

-I've always been kind of dork. -I manage to joke.

-Yeah... -She giggles. -My beautiful, stupid little dork. Who's also kind of a jerk. -Sar pinches my hip as we part from our hug. -Don't do that again.

-I won't...

-You better! -She smiles. -Tomorrow's Sunday so I won't be coming in. Come see me in my apartment once you're back in town like we planned, alright?

-Yeah, totally.

-Okay. See you. -With a small peck on my cheek, she leaves.

I just wish tomorrow would never come...

I just wish it could all end now... I wish I didn't have to do this. I wish this could be a story and the author would just stop writing before things get bad again. I wish this car would run into a wall and- Oh, hey, we're here. That was quick. Or I guess it wasn't and I just spaced out for a very long time. Eh, doesn't matter really, I'm fucking wrecked either way.

-Are you sure we're at the right address? -The cab driver asks just as I'm about to leave the car.

I look around and see the building I live at, just where it's supposed to be.

-Yeah. Why? -I ask, confused.

-You've been mumbling a different address the whole way here. -Shit. -I assumed you weren't talking to me and you were OCD or something, but I want to make sure I brought you to the right place. -Please don't do this to me, I won't be strong enough to say yes if you ask me... -Ma'am? Is this the right address?