Stay Junlin | h.jl✓

•TEN•

I stumbled out of the apartment with Shirley right on my back holding the arm I bit. I ran out the apartment building trying to catch my breath, as soon as I was far from the apartment building, I dropped myself on the pavement, it was the bus stop.

I sat at the edge of the pavement with my knees touching my chin, it was cold, I sank my head in my knees crying in the silence. Suddenly, a tune disrupted the silence. I saw a glow in my pocket, it was my phone, without looking at the screen I picked up, "hallo?".

"Medrin....finally", Junlin's voice said. Even over the phone, it had the same effect on me, very comforting.

"Oh Junlin....hi....hope you're fine", I said with a shaking voice.

"You're not fine...I can tell, what is it", he asked with concern in his voice.

I couldn't talk, it was as if there was a lump in my throat. Suddenly I broke into tears and I started to cry.

"Oh no...sweetie...you're crying", Junlin said with concern, "you can talk to me, just...go some room private and you can tell me what's bothering you".

"I can't...I'm in the streets", I said.

"In the streets?! This time? What are you doing in the streets?", he shouted as if he were a concerned father.

"I....I....",

he cut me off. "It's okay, it's okay, you can tell me when I get there...because I won't be able to sleep knowing you're in the streets. Where are you exactly?", he asked, from his voice, I could tell he was standing up.

At this point, I didn't care if it was Junlin, I just needed someone to be there so I shouldn't feel alone. After the ordeal, I felt helpless and abandoned, I cleared my throat, "west avenue bus stop", I said.

I must have caught some sleep on that pavement, either that or I was too deep in thought. I felt a hand over my shoulder. Afterwards something warm came over my shoulders, I looked up and I saw Junlin wrapping his jacket around me. He then sat right next to me and rested my head on his shoulder. I felt his care and his concern, he wasn't quick to ask me what had happened, he just comforted me. I cried on his shoulder for a while.

"It's late and it's cold...come with me", he said, "it seems for some reason you can't get home".

I looked into his innocent eyes, I knew he meant no harm. I nodded slowly. He stood up then helped me to my feet, wiped my tears then held my hand and led me to his car.