If Tomorrow Never Come

17. Don't ever think that you can escape me

I didn't tell him, Noah I mean. I just told him that I was having a bad day and it just happened. It wasn't that I wanted to lie to him or anything, it was that I can't tell him.

I can't seem tell anyone, no matter how hard I try or how close that person is, I just can't.

From the look in Noah's eyes, it was obvious that he knew that I was lying, but he let it slip anyways. And I'm grateful for that.

Because I know I'm not ready to tell anyone about it, I don't think I will ever be ready.

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"How are you feeling?" Adrian asked, handing me the cup of hot chocolate. It was the next day, December 16th–if you are wondering.

I wrapped my hands around the cup, savoring the warmth that was radiating to my hands. "Thanks, I feel a lot better."

"I'm glad to hear that." He said, pecking me on the cheek. "Do you wanna watch a movie? Since, you know, you can't really do much and it's probably boring so I brought some DVD's."

He took out a couple of DVD's from his backpack and placed it on the space between us in the bed. I placed the cup of hot chocolate on my bedside table and looked through the DVD's.

I contemplated at either Ouija or Fury–since I have never seen either of them. But since Adrian isn't so big about horror movies–I don't even know why he owns one–so I settled on Fury.

"This one." I said, handing him the DVD.

He looked at the title and sighed in relief. "For a moment I thought you were going to pick the creepy horror one."

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Adrian fell asleep a couple of minutes before the movie ended. I looked to my right and saw his sleeping body. His breathing calm and his lips pressed into a thin line.

He was curled up in a ball, so I carefully placed a blanket over him, not wanting to bother his sleep.

I looked at him for a moment, from this close I can see a little freckles around his nose and cheeks, which looks cute. His dark hair was just neatly trimmed, unlike Nolan's–which is always a little too long.

I sighed and turned the TV off, not knowing what to do. Since it's winter break, I had a few homeworks but I've done them when I was bored a couple of days ago.

I could watch another movie but I'm afraid that it will wake Adrian up. I didn't feel like reading because I'm not in the mood for it.

I wanted to play a game on my phone but once I picked it up, I remembered that it's dead because I was too lazy to charge it.

So I just laid there, staring blankly at the ceiling, thoughts and question swirling around my head. But Adrian's calm breathing seems to calm me down. Because before I knew it, I was slipping back to slumber.

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I woke up from a nightmare.

I never get nightmares, not anymore at least.

I used to have it after it happened, but they gave me some kind of treatment and soon enough, it never came back.

I wouldn't exactly call it a nightmare, it's more of a memory–a flashback. Not just one, but a set of bad–terrible–memories that had happened throughout my almost-18-years of life.

I sat up on my bed, heart beating at an impossibly fast rate, my hands shaking and was drenched in sweat. I leaned back on my bed frame and closed my eyes, calming down my breathing.

I closed my eyes, doing what they always tell me to do on moments like this. Happy thoughts.

That time when Nolan and I skipped school.

When Adrian and I first went out.

Jazz's jokes.

Jazz and Nat's silliness.

The look in Noah's face when he talks about his wife and son.

The first day of school when Nolan gave me a ride.

I took a lot of deep breaths before my heart starts beating a lot slower and my hands stop shaking. I wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand.

I looked to my side and realized that Adrian isn't there anymore. And I'm grateful for that, I don't want him seeing me waking up from a terrible nightmare, it's not because I'm shy–well I kind of am. But it's mostly because I just can't find a way to explain everything.

I looked to my bedside table and smiled.

He charged my phone.

I unplugged my phone from it's charger. The screen lit up, showing a bunch of notifications and messages.

I decided to just go through the messages first, so I unlocked my phone and I replied a text that I received from Adrian.

I went home, I didn't want to wake u up. I'll swing by tomorrow x

I sent him a quick reply. Then I stumbled upon a text from an unknown number.

Don't ever think that you can escape me.

D.H

No..

This isn't happening..

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HI OKAY I KNOW I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN LIKE ALMOST A MONTH AND THIS CHAPTER SUCKS SO IMMA EXPLAIN.

SO I DIDN'T UPDATE DUE TO THE WIFI,  SO THAT'S A REASONABLE THING, RIGHT?

SECONDLY, I GET THAT NOTHING REALLY HAPPENS IN THIS CHAP BECAUSE IT'S A FILLER THING SINCE THERE WILL BE A LOT OF THINGS HAPPENING IN THE NEXT CHAP, LIKE NOEL'S BDAY AND STUFF SO YEAH.

SORRY FOR THE WAIT!

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