I swallowed the lump in my throat; fighting back the tears that thretened to spill from my eyes and slip down my cheeks.
"Vincent." I laughed drly, "You must be mistaken. He's not gone. He can't be."
"Storm." Vincent whispered.
Then just like that, he was gone.
I sucked in a breath and pulled my lip between my teeth.
I dialed Syruns phone number for the second time today and held it to my ear.
No answer.
So I left him a voicemail.
"Syrun. Please call me.. I love you, you know." I pleaded into the phone.
I tried several times after that. He wasnt rejecting them, he was just letting them ring.
I didn't bother trying to call Vincent back. I would've tried if my hands weren't shaking so bad and I could actually concentrate. I tried to convince myself that his phone could've been on silent or something. But it just wasn't like him. If he was going somewhere, he'd tell Vincent or his mother. He wouldn't just leave and ignore everyone's phone calls. Unless he was going somewhere to be alone.. but he still would've told Vincent or someone, right?
I balled my hand up into a fist and bit down on my abused lip harder.Then I sank to my knees behind the gas station and tried to calm myself down.
"He's okay," I muttered under my breath, to myself. "Syrun's fine.."
I stuck my earbuds in my ears and played my music the loudest it would go.
"I cannot spend another night in this home
I close my eyes and take a breath real slow
The consequence is if I leave, Im alone.
But whats the difference when you beg for love?
As I run through the glass in the street,
Kerosene hearts carry the name that my father gave me.
And take the face of the wolf..
Cause this is a wasteland my only retreat.
With heaven above you, theres hell over me."
It worked for a while; at calming me down. My anxiety was just getting to me, I guessed. I took my phone back out from my pocket. The time read:
7:23pm.
I remained where I was, trying to think. Trying to clear syrun from my head at least for a few minutes so I could figure out some things. I definitely needed somewhere to stay. I couldn't sleep out here. I was not going to waste my money on a stupid cheap hotel, either. I needed my money for food.
I chewed on my lip and took a shaky breath. There's nobody I'm close to besides Syrun.
I have no friends outside of the internet that I talk to. A few of them live close to me, like probably two.
School ended last year for me. While I was there I never really talked with people so it's not like I have friends I can stay with, from school besides Syrun.
If only Syrun didn't live right next to me, I'd go to his place. Although eventually his mom would
tell me to leave. It's not like she doesn't like me, because she does. And I know it. But she'd
send me home after like a day. She doesn't know about my mother, but if I did end up telling her, instantly she would get others and the police involved. I didn't want any of that. Not for my mothers sake, but for mine.Selfish, but whatever. I didn't even want to be around there anyways. If she wanted to find me, she would probably walk down to Syrun's. I mean, it would be the easiest place to look. I hoped she wouldn't come to my work, either. Just for a week or two. I could find another job. It couldn't be that hard, could it?
I couldn't even go through that now. Everything would be better if I just wasnt around there anymore.
My phone beeped. Quickly I took it from my pocket, hoping it'd be Syrun or even Vincent, and read the new text message.
My eyes widened at the name that was written on the screen.
the text read, 'Hey,Storm. How are you?'
(a/n: This chapter is just a filler, ok. ♥ I'm sorry it's so sucky. ): )
