Five Years, Too Late

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Jasmine's pov 👙

Adele and Clark are still running round the living room, when I came out of Davis's room.

Heaving tiredly, I slumped onto one of the sofas and rolled my eyeballs.

"Adele, stop stressing Clark and quickly take the medicine" I said.

"No. You don't know how bitter those drugs are" she replied.

"I swear, it's not bitter. You're just..."

I toned them off, as my mind goes back to Thanatos.

He still haven't called me and it's already...my eyes trailed to the wall clock.

4pm?! Maybe I should retry his number again, I might be lucky this time.

I reached for my phone and quickly dialed his number again, but I groaned loudly when the automated voice started talking.

"Jas, what's wrong?" Adele asked.

She forgot about Clark who's chasing her, she came to my side and sat next to me.. and stared at me worriedly.

"It's Thanatos, his number is still not reachable" I complained.

Out of anger and frustration, I threw my phone carelessly on the table.

"Do you think something has happened to him?" I asked.

Adele shook her head, disagreeing with my words. From the corner of my eye, I saw Clark sat down on a sofa.

He seem tired from chasing Adele about.

"You're over thinking, he might just be too busy to call you"

"Are you sure?" My brows arched unsurely.

"Yeah.. just let him be, he's gonna call you later" she said.

I simply nodded, but I'm not satisfied yet.. I need to know why he went back to Chicago.

My eyes landed on Clark at the thought of that, they're friends after all.. Thanatos must have told him about this.

"Clark, did Thanatos tell you about his trip to Chicago?"

He shook his head.

"Really? He didn't make mention of it?"

He shook his head again. Honestly, I don't know if I should believe Clark or not.. he's told me a lie before.. five years ago.

"He's fine, just relax" he told me.

I nodded again.

Tomorrow is Monday and Davis will go to school, I better go get his school stuffs ready.. it'll also help take my mind off Thanatos for the time being.

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Writer's pov 👙

           Home of Hope hospital.. Chicago.

Mr O'Briens paced to and fro, his eyes remained fixed on the doors as he paced.. his hands folded behind him and his lips folded in his mouth.

It's silent everywhere, except for his footsteps.

Mrs O'Briens and Henry are both sitting next to each other on the bench, while Jade's leaning against the wall.

"Dad, you should sit down for a while" Jade said.

Mr O'Briens shook his head, he continued pacing..just like he's been doing for almost six hours now.

Mrs O'Briens and Henry are just staring at Mr O'Briens, they look as though they're genuinely sad.