Two Introverts ✔

19 | Sorry

Having gotten not more than four hours of proper sleep, Sam woke up feeling pretty muddled. He got up groggily and the first thing he saw was the mattress that was leaning against his cot, folded neatly, along with the two of his extra pillows right next to it. Charles, though, wasn't seen at all. Maybe he went for breakfast, he thought, sleep threatening to take over him again. But before it could, he heard the click of his doorknob and someone entered. He didn't bother seeing who, his eyes closing again. 

"The exam isn't gonna write itself, moron," the person said. Kat?

"Hmm..."

"Get up, your friend is waiting for you." 

"Yeah, two minutes..." he said, nuzzling his face into his pillow, which was snatched away seconds later. 

"You look so sleepy, I almost feel bad for doing that," she said, "but you need to get up. This is your last exam, right? Just write it and sleep in all the other classes or something."

Sometimes he wondered if he really was the older one, because which younger sibling gave pep talks to their older brother about how he needed to get up and go to school? 

"I know, yeah..." he said, slowly, lazily getting up from his beloved bed. No matter what happens, you're always there for me, aren't you? he thought, his mind totally focused only on how cozy his bed looked at the moment. I'll see you later, wait for me. Bye!

After getting out of his room and doing his daily stuff - the brushing, showering, eating - Sam walked out of his house like a zombie. Charles, who was walking beside him, was trying to hold in his laughter. Sam could see that, but his eyes weren't able to open any wider. "Want me to splash water on your face? It's pretty cold."

"No, thanks," Sam replied. He wasn't a fan of getting himself drenched in cold water the first - well, one of the first - thing in the morning. Charles just hummed in response. A few seconds later, he said, "After school, apologize to June, okay?"

"I know. I will."

"Good."

With that, they both walked towards their school, ready to finish off the month by writing their last exam. Upon reaching there, they were met with a huge crowd of people, running and roaming here and there all at once. It took them a while to find their friends - and when they did, their eyes landed on an anxious June and a smiling Madeline beside him. June was biting his fingernails, something he never really did - so it caught Sam by surprise. With full intention to walk over and spill everything to his best friend, Sam raced forward, only to be stopped by Charles. Because the second June's gaze fell on Sam, he sprinted past the students and came towards him, stopping right at his feet, breathless. "June-" he started off, placing a hand on June's now hunched shoulder. 

"Shut up," he said, harshly. "Shut up."

Not too long after, Sam was captured in the most emotion-filled hug initiated by June and wasted no time in returning it back with the same intensity. 

"You scared the f**k out of me, you know," June said, his voice sounding like he was close to tears. Though Sam had seen him cry many times, it didn't mean any of it hurt any less. June crying hit Sam like a boulder, because he usually knew how to keep his calm. "At first, I- I was f**king furious because you wouldn't answer any of my texts, or calls, but then as time passed, I just... got scared. Don't do this ever again, Sam, I swear to god..."

"I'm sorry," Sam said, his voice small. This was just the previous night he had with Charles all over again. "I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't mean to block you. It was just... my stupid mind going crazy as always and-"