*Next Day*
9:30 AM
Jons House *Sage POV*
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"Jon, I need to get home." I told him, with a towel wrapped around my body. I just got out of the shower, and his bathroom could fit fifty Clydesdale horses in there. So cool. He stared up and down my body for 1.5 minutes before replying to me.
"Oh, okay, well where do you live?" He questioned.
I highly recommend some clothes would be good right now, I dont trust anyone with my body. "Um my address is 2600 Clearwater View Blvd." Jon quickly nodded, rushing downstairs to grab his car keys. "Jon, I-, nevermind."
I sighed, and looked inside his walk-in closet for something to put on. My breathing in sync, I was breathing heavily, I noticed. Should I be in his closet like this? No. But do I have a choice? Not really. I grabbed his red t-shirt that boldly said MIAMI HEAT.
I put the oversized shirt on and put on his grey sweats. While putting on his Nike shoes that were 2 sizes bigger than my actual shoe size, I bumped my head on his nightstand. "Ow," I mumbled, rubbing the top of my head, His lamp flickered on and off and a note came floating down, I cupped both of my hands and held them out, letting the note fall into my palms. Then I began to read it.
Dear Mom,
I wanted you to know that I love you and I want you to hurry and come back, I feel so alone and I feel I have misguided myself. I need your help, I need to talk to you. I've met a beautiful girl named Sage, and she seems to be there for me, but I havent opened up to her about anything yet, I only want to speak with you. I want you to know that i'm very sorry, you dont know why i'm sorry yet, but once I tell you, you will. Why does life hurt , mom?
Love,
Jon
Shocked, confused, I setted the note back on the nighstand. What is he sorry for? That he likes a black girl? That i'm black? That he broke up with Alyssa or something? Whats going on? What hasn't he opened up to me about? Deciding to shrug it off. But the tense words, I felt his feelings a little, even though I dont know what he was talking about, it was hardly printed into my mind.
"I'M READY JONOTHAN!" I ran down the stairs, desperate to go home.
He studied my face expression before walking outside. Something was strongly on his mind, I thought. Because he hasn't really been talking. Now I believe that i've done something wrong.
What took her so long? Did she see my note? Did she....-In Jons Thoughts.
