Those words were spoken by my disappointed father seven years ago, when I ran away from home, crying. Those words sting as I struggled to find my phone. Why can't I be reliable and strong? The only thing that I can do is run away. My hands are trembling, too. I have to reach out to Ash.
"Japan Works, how may I help you today?"
"Ashley, I need your help. Please, help me get to work..."
"Alex, what happened? Where are you?"
Hearing Ash made me feel better. I bit my lips, shook, and felt like my heart was racing, desperately calling out to the one that I love.
"I'm terrified of thunderstorms, Ash! Gosh, I wanted to cuddle with you in bed instead!"
"Awww, I wished that I could pat you right now, Alex. But I still don't have your location. Let me come over and drive you to work, okay?"
I clenched my hands. Somewhere, deep down, my irritation and panic grew despite Ash's offer to help. She must think that I'm a burden to have around. Fighting back tears, I made up my mind.
"It's okay. I feel better now, Ashley. Don't worry about me, I'm almost there! Okay? I'll see you after work!"
