Classes just ended. I haven't seen Miles all day. Zec doesn't know where he was too. He didn't go to school.
I settled that he might have just caught a cold or something. Maybe I should pay him a visit. Yeah, that would be fun. It made me wonder though; do his custodians take care of him when he's ill? I never asked him about this. It made me worry. What if they just ignore him, and not take care of him? Will they let him die? I shouldn't say that. No one dies from a cold, right? But what if he didn't just get a cold? What if it's something worse? Road accidents? He might be even be kidnapped—ok I need to relax.
I'll just pay him a visit. That's the plan. Wait, wait, wait—why can't I just call him? That should have been the first thing that came to my mind.
I pressed the 'call' button as I wonder if we wouldn't be too sick to answer...
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He's not answering. Okay, off to his house, then. I kept on trying to call his number as I walked for the slightest chance that he'll answer. Hmm... maybe he lost the phone I gave him and he's scared to face me. That's a possibility. Still, I like to think that if that was the case then he'll come running to me asking for my forgiveness.
Maybe he's just too sick to answer. I hope he's alright.
On the way to turn to the direction of his house, I saw Chelsea running towards me. And yet, I kept going and ignored her.
"Chloe! Hey! Mom wants you home now, upstairs." she said between pants. Rage suddenly builds up in me. I'm not really sure why.
"I told you NEVER to call me by my name!" I turned to her.
"But-," I don't have the time to talk to her.
"Tell Mother that I'll come later." I saw that she was about to retort. "End of discussion."
I walked away quite dramatically, not looking back at her. I started running and won't stop until I got in front of Miles' gate. I ignored every afternoon greeting any acquaintance might have given me. I have to see Miles first. Just one more turn.
"Hey there young lady, the people living there went somewhere with that no good son of theirs." an old lady told me. I got infuriated at how they perceive Miles that I can't help but completely ignore her. Let her think I didn't hear her or how impolite I was. I don't care.
But they went somewhere, huh? The hospital maybe? I don't know. I wonder where else they could have taken him. I need to calm down. Miles would feel bad if he found out that he made me worried when he'll just turn up tomorrow in class. Just relax, Chloe.
Oh, I forgot, I'm supposed to see my little brother today. I need to go home and get ready. I wished I know where Miles was though. I promised that I'll let him meet Creevie. Oh well, I can just take him to Creevie this Sunday. I just have to believe in Miles.
I took my time getting back to the building this time. Then, I remembered about my mother needing me upstairs. Maybe it was important. I decided to go and talk to her.
800 – 'the Landlady' was inscribed on my mother's door.
I didn't knock as I was always welcome here of course.
"Oh, you're finally here." I scanned the room. The penthouse felt more crowded than usual. We had company. My mother, my younger sister, and there were two other women, Miles' custodians. Wait, they're here? So that means—
There he was and I didn't care for a moment. I practically jumped onto him.
"Miles!" I might have cried out of joy. My worries are gone completely. I let myself let out a sigh of relief. He didn't seem to be very happy to see me though. He wasn't even moving. Is he dead? Did I kill him? Thinking back I shouldn't have smashed myself onto him.
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Weekly Sanity
Ficção AdolescenteThese are random moments of two teens: a girl with mild D.I.D. and a guy that is a tad innocent... (Her POV's are odd and his follows...)