My biggest mistake

Chapter twenty-three

Atlas

I drop the gym bag on the floor with a groan. Today's workout was horrible; every single muscle in my body hurts. It's currently six in the afternoon and Maeve hasn't responded to any of my texts since noon when she told me she was making pancakes. I tried to cope with all my feelings in today's workout. I don't know if I did something wrong or if she just fell asleep like she always does. There's no need to be worried right?But this weird feeling has been following me since I saw two cars in a crash on the road. I was coming back from the gym which is in Norfolk, and there was a quite terrible accident. Two cars were involved and there was someone right between them. I didn't get a closer look since I was driving, but it must be terrible to be in that kind of accident.

I don't know why I feel like this. It's not much of a big deal if she didn't respond to my text, like it's okay to not be glued to your phone 24/7, but it's just weird.

Maybe I'm just overthinking everything, it's not like she took part in that accident I saw.

I shake the thoughts away and check my phone to see if Maeve saw my texts. Nothing. I wanted to talk to her and apologize. Yesterday I was a little cold toward her. I wasn't feeling quite good, since today marks the fourteenth anniversary of my mother's death. March 4th.

I place my phone on the bed and head to the bathroom to take a shower. If she doesn't text me back after I get out of the shower, I'm driving to her house. I also tried to call Grey when I was on my way back home and he didn't respond. From what I know they are home, their mother it's in a work trip and they are not allowed to go in other places than school. Why am I being so worried? They probably take care of Ice, M told me he didn't felt too good last night.

God, Atlas! Stop stressing, everything must be fine!

I start the water and hop in the shower hoping to get rid of this weird feeling. It's like there is some weight on my shoulders that I drag with me everywhere I go. What the actual fuck is wrong with me? Besides this weird weight on my shoulders, this strange silence is everywhere. It's exactly like going to the kitchen in the middle of the night. Every step you take sounds like you're mining the floor, not just walking.

After a ten minutes shower, I finally get out, wrapping a towel around my waist. My curly wet hair sits on my forehead as I make my way toward the bed.

I open my phone and... nothing. Not a single text. Not even from Grey. That's it, I'm going to her house.

I open my closet and grab a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. After putting the clothes on I enter the bathroom- to leave my towel there- but my phone starts ringing. In a second I get to the bed and pick up my phone. I let out a disappointed groan when I see who calls. It's just Kai. What does he want?

I slide my finger on the screen "Hey, what's up?" I say while grabbing my towel from the floor and entering my bathroom.

He clears his voice but doesn't say a word.

"Kai?" I speak in his silence. I hear a siren in his background. Oh, God! Is he at the police station? "What did you do?"  I question placing my fingers on the bridge of my nose trying to think about all the possible things this idiot might do to get arrested.

"Hey man, um, don't panic, but you need to come to the hospital. It's bad."

I swear I just felt my heart skip a beat. I grab onto the counter to keep my balance. Suddenly the whole room is spinning.

"What do you mean 'it's bad'? What the hell happened?" I ask him trying to stay calm.

"I can't tell you over the phone, you need to come to the hospital." it's all he says.