I don't be the same (correction)

quarrel

After coming home yesterday, I didn't do anything special. I felt weird. As if... I felt a void. I didn't even have the strength to go to the new Jojo's class.

i regret

Sean also made no signs. He didn't call me back, didn't read my messages, didn't even bother to go to Instagram and check our new choreography on Kyle's profile.

Kayc: sean, what's going on?
Kayc: remember, you can tell me everything
Kayc: I know something is wrong
Kayc: sean, idk what's going on, but tomorrow I'm coming to see you.
Kayc: I'll call your mom
Kayc: sean, I'm worried..
*delivered: oct 10, 11:03 am*

[...]

At the scene, I met Serris getting into the car, closing the door loudly. After her emotions, I realized that something was wrong.

she had never been so nervous

I entered the house without any problems. Just like 2 days ago, I did not find anyone, except Oreo, who at the sight of me began to squeal sweetly and twirl around my legs.

-Sean? I shouted as the echo echoed through the house, but got no answer

-Kaycee? After a moment of silence, I heard Sean's broken voice.

-What happened to God?! I said, running to the boy, throwing all the bags behind me.

-N-nice to see you again. - he said, standing at the patio exit, facing me.

-Sean? Show yourself. I know something is wrong...

-All good. I... I just wanted to be alone - worried, he replied, still not turning to face me.

I grabbed his arm but suddenly he threw me away.

-Show yourself! After these words he turned abruptly but hesitantly. There were tears on his face.

-Satisfied?! This is what you wanted to see me? In this condition?

-What condition? Sean.. sit down please.. let's talk like friends.

The boy turned and walked towards the kitchen.

-I don't have anyone anymore... I just lost my beloved sister.

-What, how? Sar...

-Sarah is in New York. I mean Serris. He replied directing his face towards me. - I had an argument with her. Is that what you wanted to hear?

-Not only this. I finally wanted to find out what was going on with the boy I met at X-Factor. Full of determination, enthusiasm for work, humility, kindness and a smile on his face that infects more than once.

-People will not always be perfect as you think.

There was a silence. The cold wind from the manor spread across the living room we were in, and each of us stood motionless, without any eye contact.

-If you're gonna stand like that, why don't you go home. - He said sitting down on the couch broke the silence.

-Are you kicking me? Again?! - I shouted at the whole house, approaching him.

-Fuck.. Give me a rest! I still have some activities, some problems, some pressure that is still in my head. And you're pushing me with your folly! he said without hesitating, then rested his head on the pillow and looked at the garden.

After these words, I understood that there was no point in being there. Tears started running down my cheeks.
I decided to go home.
I took all my bags and left.