Get through Senior year. That's all I needed to do then I would finally be able to get out of Oklahoma.
Head down and keep quiet. That's all I had to do and I would survive. That was my strategy.
Until I caught the attention of the wrong person.
M...
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I wiped the tears away, willing myself to stop crying but I just couldn't. Mercer may be angry and not at me but his words still hurt.
I placed another shirt in my bag as my mind reminisced what he just said to me less than an hour ago but what really stuck to me was what he said about us.
He's hesitant.
After what we shared last night and what I know so far with the events that happened today, it was all beginning to become too much for me to process all at once.
Mercer and I were in a good place and now, we were fighting.
I hated it.
I hated fighting with Mercer. My heart, at times, couldn't take the pain that was bound to follow.
Blowing out a frustrated breath, I barely heard Jules enter the open door of the room Mercer and I shared. After watching me for a moment, she widens her eyes when she realizes what I'm doing.
"Y-You're leaving?" Jules looks at my hands that were stuffing things inside my duffle bag.
"I-I think we need space," I say with a shaky breath. "I don't know."
If I was being honest with myself, I wasn't going to leave the house. Though I could try and secure a way home, I just couldn't leave when I'm on bad terms with Mercer. But I did need to be away from him as of now.
I just didn't think it was best to sleep in the same room right now.
Jules looks between me and the bag. "You can stay in my room."
"No," I sighed. "I don't want to crowd you." I walk inside the bathroom to grab my shower products.
She scoffs, waving me off while following me. "You wouldn't be crowding me."
When I stepped out of the bathroom to bag, she takes a seat on the bed while watching me continue to place my things inside of my duffle.
"I should be trying to find a way home but I just..." My voice trails.
