Chapter 13

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I woke up as the cold morning breeze hit. The train started to move as I sat up and looked outside the window. The sun had barely started to appear which meant it was really early. I looked around me and noticed only elderly were in the same train as me. I covered myself with my pink blanket that my mother knitted for me when I was younger.

Since last night, I haven't been able to think straight. My mind clouds up with 'what if' questions giving me a headache. Guilt then takes over me. Guilty for lying to the Pimentels. Guilty for leaving my best friend wondering if I didn't trust him. Guilty for leaving him heartbroken.

I opened the golden heart from my necklace and there was the picture of the two most important people in my life, the reason for my decision--my parents.

I closed it as soon as the train started to move and leaned my head against the cold window. I left Hesperia last night and God knows what city I am at this point. My phone was dead so looking at my weather app was pointless.

"Excuse me, do you have any change?" I looked up to a woman with a baby in her arms. All the money I had, I needed it for transportation and I know it was greedy from my part, but told the poor woman no. She moved along and continue to ask other passengers.

As she passed through the app small spaces, I thought to myself if I have enough to get home. The answer is probably no but I wasn't going to back out. I made a decision and that decision was to go home, home to my parents, to my motherland. No matter how much it pained me, I'm not backing out.

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