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I woke up to the ringing of my doorbell at 10 am. It was him again, wanting to go to the diner again. I got ready, not wanting to waste his time, and we walked down the sidewalk together.

This became part of our daily routine. He would come to my house, a few hours before he had to go to work. We would go to that same diner everyday.

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Fast forward a couple of weeks. We had just finished eating breakfast at the diner. I was awake much earlier that morning, feeling much more sad than usual. I wasn't sure of the cause, and so, I tried to ignore it.

While we walked, it had come back. It infected me like a virus. Before I could realize, I was stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. I could feel myself about to cry.

"What's wrong?" his voice rang out. His tone showed concern. "Nothing, I'm fine," I spoke softly, giving a faux smile. He simply nodded his head, but it was obvious he could see right through me.

I sat down on the couch in my tiny living room. He was following close behind. "Really, what's wrong?" he broke the silence that slowly killing me. And yet, his words hurt more than that deadly quiet.

"It's nothing, I promise," I insisted, taking a quick glance at his face. His expression was more sad than I had remembered it to be. "I know that's not true, why can't you tell me?"

That's all it took to break me. I felt tears rolling down my face. He quickly wrapped his arms around me. "Shh, it's okay, please don't cry," his words were soft, pacifying even.

I HAVE HAD THIS PART DONE FOR SO LONG AND I JUST NOW REALIZED THAT I NEVER PUBLISHED IT WHY AM I SO BAD AT EVERYTHING IM SORRY. anyway, the next part is probably going to be the last oh boy

jamie x

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