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1 month later
I drag the logs over into the fireplace exhaling from what felt like endless exhaustion. Madelyn has been on my ass these days telling me to go back. Doing fucking housework has been the only way to distract her. I'm grateful for her and all but I wish she'd take the hint and keep it.
Never in my life did I imagine myself having some alternative, quiet life away in some old cabin a neighborhood away from my old one. I don't love it, but my life feels so disfigured and messed up in the moment that I couldn't care less anyway.
Going back no matter how much I miss what I had is something I don't have the strength for, everyone knows about everything now and Rick has been in custody since, so I just know once I go back I'm gonna be the city's victim once again. If after the coma people were talking I don't even want to imagine it now.
The elephant in the room that I was afraid to even address would be Kai. He's all that's been on my mind, I see his face when I close my eyes and when I wake up. How would we be when I finally get back?
I think I'm in love with Kai and that scares me even more than when Rick almost killed me. I missed his forest-green eyes, dark hair, and cheeky smile. Something about the way he talked to me and touched me made me feel alive.
My question is why did he and practically almost everyone I love do what they did before everything went down, the more I think about it I start to have a suspicious feeling that Rick has a lot to do with that shit but whether or not I wanted a clear answer was what I was struggling to figure out.
Even though I feel like it's not likely, my mind keeps tricking me into thinking there's a possibility that my friends and Kai just turned on me for no damn reason other than the fact that I'll never be good enough.
I toss the remainder of the wood into the fire while I watch the flame burn brightly in the fireplace embers glowing beautifully yet dangerous.
I hear footsteps behind me and I whip my head around.
"Summer we need to talk", she says staring into my soul.
***
I sip on the raspberry tea my mouth becoming warm from the comforting herb. I've been living with her for a while now and I have a feeling that something is up.
"How has everything been today?, she asks sipping her serving of the tea.
"I don't know still tryna adjust I guess", I say honestly.
"You know they've started a search for you now", she says making my head snap up.
My thoughts begin to race practically sprinting and for some reason, my nerves are on ten right now, what if they find me?
