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~Syair~

9:27AM

The sun beams in my face through the window as I lay on back, my phone on the pillow next to me. I haven't been getting the proper sleep. Forcing myself to go to sleep early each day was hard and white noise didn't help at all. Groaning as I throw my hand over my face to get up. My feet slapping the floor as I walk myself to the bathroom.

It's been two days and it feels like two years since I seen or heard from yori. I missed her voice , her laugh, the way she smell, I missed everything about her. Fighting the urge to go to aria's house just to check on her but I wanted give her time.

The only times I got to hear her voice was whenever I asked Amir to talk to yori for me.

I laid in bed most of the day wishing for some kinda text back, even a reaction to my text would've been enough.

And I'm glad yesterday she decided to speak with me because I was starting to get impatient.

When I'm done in the bathroom. I grab my phone off my bed. My phone dinging back to back making me wonder who is spam texting me.

I have a few texts and calls from aria and a call from La'yori?

Aria: are you with yori?

Aria: have you talked to yori? She didn't text me back last night.

Aria: WAKE THE FUCK UP AND ANSWER ME.

The messages pops up on my phone not even giving me time to read each one.

Me: why so aggressive? I just got up damn, and no but she texted me last night. Did something happen?

Aria: I told her to call me when she made it home and she hasn't called me. And my calls are going to voicemail.

Me: maybe she still sleep and her phone is dead stop over reacting u gon stress me out.

Aria: you right, she did leave late last night..if she doesn't text back by 12 I know something..

Clicking out messages as I go to call yori back. It take me straight to voicemail. Doesn't sound like yori to not pick up her phone for aria.

My heart beats in my chest as I start thinking of all the bad things that could've happen. Rubbing my hands over my face pinching the bridge of my nose trying to stop myself from overthinking this whole situation.

I make my way downstairs to kill time and wait for yori to get up. I have a lot that I wanna say and I hope she gives me a chance to explain everything.

I've been mad at myself and I wanna take back everything i said from that day—wishing I would have done a little bit more to make her stay and to hear me out.

The look of her face imprinted in my brain. The sadness and betrayal. How much it hurted hearing her cry and knowing it was because of me.

That I broke her hurt. That was her first time actually crying infront of me.

I grab a bowl from the cabinet as I get ready to fix me some cereal.

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