Ouran Host Club with the American

Day 2

I stopped calling at mid-night when Ranka came in and asked me to please go to sleep. I still texted and checked my phone, I might as well. I wouldn’t have gotten any sleep anyways. It’s hard to sleep when your pillow is soaked.

School was a blur. I couldn’t focus I was too worried. It’s been a full day and no one has answered. At this point what is hurting me most is that I don’t know anything. The most valuable piece of information I learned from Facebook, and anyone is the world could see that.

At times like this my father would say to always hold on to faith, but Mike was always the one to bring me faith. He has been through a lot in life and yet he always makes it. Now I don’t know if he made it this time and that’s exactly what kills me. I don’t know, and no one is willing to tell me a thing. And that is what kills me.

Mike is my faith and all I need to know… is if I lost it.

That was the last line I filled in my notebook before class let out. Tamaki let me take the day off so I spent the day pacing back and forth with my phone in my hand. Every other call I made was to my mother. And every call I made, rang till voice mail.

Just as the last guests was leaving the Host room a ring was interrupted with a buzz, “WHAT DO YOU WANT BRI!?” One of my sisters yelled though the phone. Despite me being yelled at excitement flew through me.

“SHY! WHAT’S GOING ON WHAT HAPPENED WITH MIKE!? IS HE OKAY?!”

It was quiet for a long moment then she sighed, “Not now Bri, I have to go!”

She hung up and I stood there frozen with the phone still raised to my ear. Anger over filled me, my face went hot and I let out a loud high pitched scream. My phone flew from my hand and crashed against the wall so hard that my case broke off.

I dropped to my knees and sobbed loudly on the ground. Haruhi came running over she kneeled down beside me and when she put her hand on my back I shouted, “DON’T TOUCH ME!”

She backed off and I could feel her looking at me. Then she made a sudden move that not many people have ever made. She lunged forward and wrapped her arms around me; I turned to her and buried my face in her shoulder.

Everyone stood around watching at first, until Kaoru stepped down and hugged me too. Followed by Tamaki, then Hikaru, Honey, Kyoya came down and rubbed one of my shoulders, and Mori patted my head.

I’m beginning to understand what must be going through their minds right now they must be thinking, “I still don’t know anything.” I hiccupped, “That was my sister Shy, she said the same thing mom said, ‘not now Bri.’” More tears fell from my eyes and I softly sighed, “’Not now…”

But when?