My Precious Euphoria

24.

Kia

It was now eight o'clock and I was starting to feel annoyed and worried that Emilio hasn't even texted nor called me. The last time I talked to him was after school before he left for practice to make sure that he still wanted to go out he told me he would text me to let me know but I haven't gotten any response to the few messages I've sent him asking "are you ok" and "are we still hangin tonight" I was starting to get worried.

What if something happened? Do I need to go to his house?

I wasn't sure what I should do but I was growing impatient as the clock ticked by to eight fifteen. I was  already dressed in my leggings and his patriot hoodie waiting for him but he wasn't answering.

Of course my mind ran through the doubt list of all the other things he could be doing instead of being with me but I didn't want to go down that road especially since I told myself I was trying this relationship doubts free regardless.

"Uhhh." I groan. He can not be serious! I throw my phone on the bed in fustration and pace around my room tangling my finger in my hair messing up my bun as I did so.

I didn't want to seem like the clingy girlfriend when we've only been dating for about two weeks but I wish he would have at least text me and tell me if something would've came up. It would be better than me pacing around pulling at my hair stressing over something that I'm not even sure is happening.

I sigh as I check the time again and see it's already five after nine. With that I send one last text, and lay down. It takes me a while to fall asleep due to all the thinking that I was doing but I soon I finally drifted off to sleep.

•••••

I was running.

Just running.

But why?

Where was I?

I look around at my surrounding and see it's dark out and there was palm trees around me. What the heck? Why was I outside?

I'm trying to tell my self to stop running but this me wouldn't stop running, she just kept going.

I finally see some light in front of me and it seems like this me speeds up even more. I was dashing towards it but I heard some heavy breathing following close behind me. Huh?

I was trying to turn around and see who it was I was running from or what I was running from but this me wouldn't allow it as she picked up speed if it was even possible and made it to a little gas station where the light was coming from.

I stuble through the double doors heaving out of breath but this me jogs to the young man behind the register who looks to be around 30 years old with blue eyes and brown hair.

He looks scared and worried as he looks down at me. What did I look like. I don't even know what I look like but before I can prices anything I pass out. I was lying on the floor staring at the ceiling then slowly closing my eyes. I was trying to keep my eyes open as the store clerk hovered over me and he began talking but his words were not clear.

But then he said, "Wake up!"

"I can't" I wanted to say but my lips wouldn't move.

Once more he says, "Wake up!" But his face desegregated to my mom as she was yelling, "Wake up!" And just like that I jump up in fright as my mom was hovered over me yelling at me to get up.

I grab ahold of my chest as she scared me. "Kia wake up honey your late. Did you not sleep well, it's not like you to forget to set your alarm." She says as she studied me clearly worried.