He Who Finds A Girlfriend

Chapter 11: Hibernation

🤍Michael P.O.V🤍

This morning, I woke up with a really bad headache that just wouldn't go away. It felt like a heavy weight pressing down on my temples, making it difficult to focus on anything else.

The dull throb pulsed in rhythm with my heartbeat, a constant reminder of my discomfort. I tried to shake it off with some water and a couple of pain relievers, hoping that the medication would kick in and provide some relief.

But the discomfort lingered, gnawing at me as I went about my day, casting a shadow over even the simplest tasks.

Every time I attempted to concentrate on work or engage in conversation, the headache would flare up, demanding my attention and making me irritable.

On top of that, I've been trying to get in touch with Cary for the past two weeks, but I haven't had any luck. It's unusual for her to go silent like this; she's always been the one to reach out, to check in, and to share her thoughts and feelings. The longer it goes on, the more anxious I become. I'm starting to worry about her and wonder if I did something to make her upset because this isn't like her at all.

Cary has always been the kind of person who communicates openly, so her silence feels like a red flag, a warning sign that something might be amiss.

I replay our last conversation in my mind, searching for clues or anything that might explain her sudden withdrawal.

To reach out, I went to her house, hoping to find her there. The familiar path to her front door felt heavy under my feet, each step echoing my growing concern. I knocked on the door and waited, my heart racing with anticipation.

But there was no answer. The silence that followed was deafening, amplifying my unease. I called her phone multiple times, leaving messages that expressed my concern and my desire to talk. Still, there was no response.

Each unanswered call felt like a knot tightening in my stomach, amplifying my worry and leaving me feeling helpless. I could almost hear the echoes of my voice in the space where Cary should have been.

Feeling desperate, I even reached out to her best friend, Maddie, hoping she might have some insight into what was going on.

However, my conversation with her was far from reassuring. Instead of providing any helpful information, Maddie seemed defensive and on edge, her tone sharp and clipped. She threatened me, saying that "Cary is like a sister to her and that she would hurt anyone who messes with her. Threatening to cut off my balls."

Her words were sharp and filled with an intensity that caught me off guard. Before I could respond, Maddie mentioned something about Cary being in some sort of hibernation and then abruptly hung up on me.

The call ended, leaving me confused and concerned.

What did she mean by "hibernation"? 

The whole situation feels surreal, and I can't shake the feeling that I did something wrong. I'm left with more questions than answers, and the headache that started my day now feels like a mere shadow of the anxiety swirling in my mind. I need to find a way to reach Cary, to understand what's happening, and to ensure she's okay.

Later that night, I was still feeling lost and puzzled. Jay and Robert walked into the room and asked what was going on. "Hey, what's up?" they said, their voice laced with genuine concern. I could see the worry etched on their faces, a reflection of our years of friendship.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to articulate the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. "I'm just a bit hungry," I replied, trying to brush it off with a casual tone. But being my best friends since we were little, they could tell something was off. They had an uncanny ability to read me like a book and weren't going to let me off the hook that easily.