I Need A Map, Sir

Chapter 7

I woke up surrounded by Ryan's cologne scent. I wasn't complaining, I rolled over in an attempt to snuggle into his side but came up cold. Empty. I opened my eyes in slight panic just to check that my senses weren't broken or something. They weren't. The bed was empty of anyone other than me. I listened thinking maybe I'd hear him in another room, he could be eating or using the toilet, but I was greeted only with silence. My initial emotion was sadness, how could he do this to me again?! Then the anger kicked in. 

"Asshole!" I muttered as I flung his sheets off me and got out of the bed. I hurried to get dressed, finding my clothing from the floor. I stomped out of the bedroom and made my way to the living room to grab my bag. I pulled out my phone to check for messages, not that he'd text me, he doesn't have my number. I've had sex with someone and we haven't even exchanged numbers. "Stupid stupid slut Sofia." I slandered my own name but couldn't find it in me to actually regret last nights events. I grabbed the door handle and yanked it... It didn't budge. "IDIOT!" I fumed, he'd locked me in his apartment. I kicked the door then made my way to the sofa, throwing myself on it in frustration. He'd locked me in his apartment after running away. Coward.  

"Meow." A beautiful black cat sat at my feet, she must be Beyonce. Her fur was shiny and her eyes the same bright forest green as Ryan's. It was uncanny.  

"Your owner is a prat." I sighed. 

"Meow." She repeated. She crouched down then jumped up beside me, curled up and then just began purring.

"Bee I've got your favourite!" A familiar voice called out, Mr Frank. Oh GOD! Mr Frank! I watched the door open as the key got pushed in the lock, there was nothing I could do, I didn't have time to hide or do anything! Beyonce jumped down from beside me, where we had just sat together for a good couple hours, and ran towards the door that was now being pushed open. His eyes met mine instantly and hurried to shut the door behind him. "Sofia?!" I was frozen to the spot I didn't know what to do, we'd been caught. "What are you doing here?" 

"I... Ermm..." I was completely tongue tied. 

"Don't try to lie to me either... Its pretty obvious. Or is it not what it looks like? Please tell me its not what it looks like." 

"Its not what it looks like?" My voice was higher than usual as I did as he asked. 

"Oh god what has he done." Mr Frank sighed and ran a hand through his hair.  

"Where is he?" I'd regained myself now, he knew anyway. "Snuck out, locked me in and now he's too cowardly to show his face? Is that it?" 

"He's... Busy." Mr Frank was blatantly lying to me and it was clear he had no idea what to say. I stood up and briskly made my way over to him and the door. 

"Whatever." I opened the door then slammed it behind me as I began to make my way home. Oh gosh, Ryan and I were going to be in so much shit.

I pulled up into the school parking lot and got out of my car. 

"Sofia you've been off radar all of last night and yesterday! You missed a day off college!" Dean came running up to me as I locked my car. 

"Yeah." I shrugged. "Doubt I missed much." 

"Are you ok? Your eyes are red!" Dean put his hand on my forearm and I shrugged it off quickly. 

"I'm fine Dean, just leave it." I snapped. I had been crying, all night in fact. I was worried sick today, anxious beyond belief. Mr Frank had obviously gone back to school after he fed Beyonce, I'd realised last night that he'd come at lunch time. He could have told anyone by now. Then I'd also realised that Ryan had probably gone to work, not just ditched me.