"Nara, honey, I got stuck with another night shift. I'm sorry, darling," my dad mumbled into the phone a muted page beckoning from the background. My heart sank as I realized he wouldn't be home again tonight, but my brain scolded me for ever having hope.
"It's okay," I smiled, knowing he couldn't see me. Wanting to reassure him, I pressed my lips together in efforts to think of an excuse. "We've got leftovers in the fridge and I have an essay to write."
"I'll see you soon, sweetheart. My shift should be over before you have to leave for school," he promised futilely.
"Don't worry about it, Dad. Tomorrow's Saturday anyways," I stated dismissively, biting my lip uneasily. "I might go to a friend's house tonight."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" he exclaimed with a sigh of relief. "Which friend?"
"Rose."
"Well, have fun, and be safe. You can call me if you have any problems. I have to go now. Love you," he gushed, pausing for a brief moment and then hanging up. I sighed heavily as I tossed my phone aside, watching it bounce onto my bed. I sank onto the black duvet myself, staring blankly up at my ceiling. I had no essay, and Rose had moved away a year ago, but in an effort preserve my dad's ignorance, I lied through my teeth.
I really don't know how long I sat there; just thinking. I thought about my family: my dad, my mom, my sister. I thought about Rhys and Leon. I thought about my old life. About Rose. About school. About the little things that I missed enough to make my heart throb: my little sister playing the piano, my mom laughing at whatever my dad had said, my dad beaming proudly at my grades. That was my life three years ago. Now it all felt so distant.
Reaching around, my tired fingers clasped around my phone. Bracing myself for the brightness as I turned on the screen, I scrunched my face slowly, and attempted to read the time. 8:20.
Slowly, a few messages filtered onto my phone screen, all from an unknown number. I wasn't sure who it could possibly be: I didn't have very many friends any more.
nara, love, it's leon
i need to talk to you
just come to the port at 9
I didn't really want to meet Leon, but I realized that he wouldn't leave me alone until he had attempted to seduce me with his false promises once again. After all, it had worked two years ago.
But I wasn't going to let it work this time.
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