I check my schedule to see what class I have next.
Lunch.
"Molly what do you have next?" Joseph says when he sees me in the hall.
I open my mouth to talk.
But then I close my mouth.
I can't talk.
Because of it.
Because everyone I care about is going to leave me.
Jessica did.
My parents did.
Now all I have left is Joseph.
But he'll be gone soon.
I'm sure of that.
"Molly?" Joseph asks I'm a concerned voice.
I hand him my schedule.
He scans my schedule.
"The rest of our classes are together. Let's go." He says, gesturing for me to follow him.
I make my way to the cafeteria, mentally preparing myself for the rest of the day.
YOU ARE READING
49
Short Story"The number 49 never used to have any significance in my life. It was always just the number after 48 and before 50. But that was before it happened."
