My last class was algebra and I always was a little bit later coming out than Kai was since he had English. Almost everyday he would wait outside of algebra for me and walk me to my car. But not today. The day that he was going to walk home with me, and I didn't know where he was.
I got on my phone to text him, but never pressed send. He was hurt and so was I. Neither of us needed anymore hurt or drama for today. I wondered if he was okay but never pressed send. And for that, I would never forgive myself.
Instead, I powered off my phone and walked outside. Of course it was cold and had just stopped raining. Of course no one else was walking today. Of course I had to walk 3 miles home by myself. Of course everything went wrong on the one day I needed it to go right.
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When I got home no one's there. Thank god. I walked to my room and went to bed. I didn't care why no one was home. I didn't care that I was worried. My mind was empty, and my vision blurry. From tears or the headache, I don't know, but I closed my eyes and didn't want to wake up. I just wanted kai to be okay.
