The Admirer

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟷𝟹- 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝

I was crying on the floor. Holding the pieces of my camera.

She was just in the kitchen cleaning up acting as if she didn't just do what she did

I cant stay here
I just cant

I bring all of my camera pieces to my room. I put them into a small velvet bag and put it into my side table drawer.
I got my school backpack that's practically empty besides 2 notebooks and a pencil bag.

I grab my brush, my toiletries, wires, my water bottle, money, and as many outfits can fit into my backpack. I put on a hoodie and I grab a and head out the door.

Out of my apartment
Away from my mother

I walk to a bus stop thats near the end of my street.

I don't have money for a hotel and the nearest one I can think of is no where near here.

I open my contacts and Gwen's name jumps out to me.

I call her number and waiting for an answer.

But there isn't one

"This is Gwen Stacey, leave a message or text me! Thanks!"

I close my phone and sigh

But I get a text from her

Saw you just called sorry I didn't answer. What's up?

NVM
Is all I text back.

I would call Alyssa or Lillian
But I haven't talked to them in a bit
And I don't really even wanna talk to Betty

Then Peter pops into my head
I feel like he's always my fallback.

No I'll go back to Gwen and if I can't stay with her I'll try Peter
So I text her

Actually Gwen I was wondering what you're doing today?

I wait a little while but there's not answer from her . She didn't even see my last message

I notice across the street there's a group of drunk guys.

Ok yup. I am calling Peter

I call him and before I can even think what to say he picks up

"What's up?"
He asks sounding like he had been walking around

"Uh- really random but do you- would you be able to let me stay with you for tonight"
I say quickly

There's silence on the other end
"I have bunk bed."
He says and I laugh

"Ok well would I be able to stay with you- stuff is going on at home and your my last call I can make so.."

"Wow last? I expect to be first next time"
He teases

"Shut up"
I laugh
"I'll send you my address"

"Thanks Peter."

-

His place wasn't far.
I went down the hall to his apartment room and knocked on the door.

This is kinda like a glorified sleepover
On a school night
Right.. there's school tomorrow

"I'll get it May! I'll get it!"
I hear Peter yell inside and there's a lock sound and the door swings open

"Hi"
He says and gestures for me to walk in so I do. The place smells good, it's small - smaller than mine - It's very homey though

We walk into the living room and I start to take off my bag