Ouran Host Club with the American

The Unknowing Day 1

She must have just found out, that’s why she didn’t tell me anything. That’s why she’s was so panicky. I just need to give it some time, he’s only 22 it can’t be anything too bad. Right…

I said that to myself but I knew I couldn’t believe. The things he use to do would have me up all night thinking he would be locked up or killed. The last time I seen him he told me she stopped. But still… The last time I seen him was two years ago. Anything could have happen. He lost all contact for two years, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!?

I tried to shake off the thought as I realized I was standing in the middle of a hallway filled with traffic.  I hurried into the orchestra room to my usual greeting, “YOU’RE LATE MISS MAC! AGAIN!”

“I’m sorry I just got some… some bad news.” I mutter as I quickly unpacked my violin.

He stomped over and snarling, “Your personal life is not my concern Miss Mac! Now get to your spot!”

I hurried over without a fight, my mom is going through enough with Mike; the last thing she needs is another phone call from this man.

The entire time in orchestra I was zoned out in thought. It had gotten to the point that the conductor was yelling right in my face and I still didn’t react. But once I came to and realized he was there all I did was stand up saying, “I’m sorry I… I… can’t do this right… right now.”

I put my things away and walked over to the door, mutter, “I’m sorry.” Once more and went through the door. I didn’t get very far, I didn’t get anywhere actually. I slid to the floor right outside the door in the empty hall and pulled at my phone.

I called my mother again and when she didn’t answer I tried my dad. No answer from him so I called my sister, the my other one, then my other brothers, my grandmothers, my  cousins, and  still no reply. I called my mother once more and when I heard her voice mail play again one of the tears that had been building up in my eyes finally came sliding down.

I dropped the phone onto my lap and let the tears fall while I can. I shut my eyes as the hot tears fell down my cheeks. I’m trying so hard not to think about it. I don’t want to tell myself he’s fine because what if he’s not. What if he’s d- I swallowed hard, I can’t do this to myself right now. I just can’t. Not now…

The bell rang; quickly I wiped my eyes before the halls filled again and made my way back to class. When I slid into my seat silently I tried not to look at Haruhi, Hikaru, and Kaoru. I rested my head on my hand to hind my eyes. All of them were watching me, I knew it.

“Bri…” The all whispered over to me in hushed tones.

“What?” I stilled didn’t look at them.

Haruhi’s voice came in alone this time, “Are you okay?”

I knew my eyes would be puffy and blood shot from the crying, but I also knew that they wouldn’t leave me alone. I gave a faulty chuckle and a fake smile saying, “I got some rosin in my eyes in orchestra I’m fine they just burn.”

I rubbed my eyes a little. Hikaru shrugged and sat back in his seat. He bought it.

Haruhi gave me a look then asked once more, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

I smiled and nodded. She gave me a sharp look then sat back out of my view, she’ll ask later. That left Kaoru, who did not give in so easily.

“I’m fi-“

“Don’t lie to me,” he snapped.

I tear slid from my eye, and quickly I wiped it way.