ADAM
FRIDAY finally comes.
And I’m sitting in the back of the class again as Mrs. Lee enters the room with her eyeglasses on. Every time she wears it, everyone would hold tight on their chair as if she’s going to kill somebody. The way she faces the class with sharp eyes and with one eyebrow lifted as she speaks, who would not be intimidated by that kind of teacher right?
“I want to remind all of you in this room about choosing your partners. I talked to the head of this trip and it is acknowledged for those who can’t find one, but we are hoping that all of you can join. So far none of you have approached me or reached any concerns so I am assuming all of you have chosen your partners…”
Then I start zoning out while she continues to speak in the background.
Naya’s words are still nagging in my mind ever since last night. Even during the walk this morning, I could still hear her voice in my head. If only I was careful enough with my actions. I didn’t think it through before meeting Tanya yesterday. In any way, I don’t believe Naya wants to cut off the string between us because of Chloe. She could be lying and using her as a reason so she can get away from me.
Although it is still not confirmed whether Chloe likes me or not, it’s done. Naya’s done with me.
“Mr. Yung?” I think I hear Mrs. Lee saying my name.
“Mr. Yung!” She says again this time raising her voice enough to steal my attention.
I snap my head back up at her and almost everyone is looking at me except Naya, who is seated in the front row next to Justin. They seem to talk about something since I saw them in the hallway right before they enter the room.
“I’m sorry. I…” I can’t even finish a sentence when all eyes are on me.
Mrs. Lee releases a breath of disappointment. “It’s okay, Mr. Yung, but you should pay attention to the class more often. I know I lot of you here are going through a lot of challenges especially in your love life. I understand because I’ve been there. I used to feel distracted and lose interest in my priorities, but always know there’s a time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to remember and a time to forget. A time to feel pain and a time to move on. ” She expressed with her arms folded in front of her. Her eyes smiling and it astounds almost everyone in the room with her pleasant words.
I’m glad everyone’s attention seems back to her and no longer on me. When I glance over Naya, it’s the same time she is looking at me over her shoulders with a look of guilt painted on her face. She immediately looks away and smiles at Justin.
Why are they talking to each other out of nowhere? I feel the jealousy quickly makes its way around me when it shouldn’t.
“Are you okay?” Chloe whispers next to me.
I nod immediately and glance back to Mrs. Lee who is talking to a student who raised a question.
“You don’t seem to look like it. Is there something bothering you lately?” She seems curious and she’s pretty much the only one that cares right now.
“Nothing.” I lie. “How’s your mom doing?”
She pulls herself back to her chair with a heavy sigh. “She’s doing fine now. I have to look after her for the next few days. I don’t think I’ll be able to join on the first day. I hope my aunt can come to visit her next week and take care of my mother until I come back.” She says as she starts doodling on her notebook page.
Chloe’s father died two years ago in a car accident, so she’s been the only one left for her mother since then.
“What did the doctor say?”
“That she needed more rest. I am planning on taking a full-time job at the coffee shop that one of my friends working at. I hope I can get in, so she won’t have to go back to taking the night shift.”
“You think you really have to do it full time? What about your studies?”
Her hands stop moving. “I am still thinking about it. I won’t have to worry since we’re graduating high school next month.” She says. It sounds like she has planned it already.
“I hope your mother gets better soon.”
“I hope so too.” She says then goes back to doodling and signing the back page with her name.
“Justin told me you went to Naya’s house the other night. How did you know her address?” Chloe asks. I didn’t see this coming?
For a second, I contemplate between telling her the truth and just making up a story, but I just don’t see why Chloe doesn’t have to know about it. And I don’t have the energy to think of a story to make.
“I saw here once.” But I feel like lying for now.
“Is that so?” Chloe seems not convinced at all.
“Okay. I’ll give everyone the time to go over your partner and make sure you discuss the things you are bringing for next week. The list of things is already posted on the class group chat. So for those who don’t have any idea you can check it out on there.” Then, like what Mrs. Lee would always do, she picks up her black bag before she walks out of the room with her loud heels thumping on the floor.
I promised to help Naya find her partner, didn’t I? I haven’t talked to anyone yet. If I can’t convince someone today, Naya will be alone during the trip. I don’t want her to be alone and feel out of place out there.
“Chloe?” She looks up.
“Did Naya find–”
“Yes.” Chloe quickly answers as if she predicts what I have to ask her. “I asked Justin to be her partner since he doesn’t have a partner yet.” She informs me.
My eyes find their way towards Naya and him who are giving each other a high-five at the moment. They seem happy and enjoying the discussion as their attention goes back onto Naya’s phone. From the way it looks right now, it seems like Naya is moving on and doesn’t look bothered at all.
“I thought Justin and that girl with pink hair-”
“Oh, Jeya. She can’t make it to the trip. She said she’s busy helping her parents with their business.” Chloe says. How does she have all the answers to all of my questions today?
One more, I look Naya. Her smile is wider this time. She’s not like this when we were together. Does that mean I only bring her pain? Why does she have to make me feel guilty now?
Chloe notices my stare and follows my gaze. “Aren’t they look good together?”
Look good? Is she serious? Because my answer is no. They don’t look good together. It just happens that she’s happy today.
“She seems happy,” I say. I place my chin on my palm while my elbow is on the table.
“I think they’re the same age.” She adds, “My mother told me that people of the same age are most likely to move along with each other. Don’t you think so?”
Chloe waits for my response but I don’t give her one as I watch Naya starts to laugh at something Justin is telling her.
I feel a burn on my chest. I need to look away before Chloe catches a glimpse of my jealousy. “They look fine,” I say, grabbing my bag from the floor. “Wanna go somewhere?” I say.
“Where are we going?” Chloe begins to shove her notebooks inside her small bag.
“Just somewhere.”
She follows me out of the room. I just need to get away from that sight in front of me. I can handle it even if I would deny it myself. Justin is a good friend of mine. It would be better if I am not there than watch them enjoying each other’s company.
“Really Adam? Out of all places, it’s the cafeteria you think of taking me?” What was she expecting?
“I just need to get out of that room.” I try to make an excuse. “Oh, I know a place. Come follow me.” I turn around and exit the cafeteria.
Naya and Justin are just exiting the room when we come back to the hallway. Chloe holds onto my arms as soon as they both look up.
“You guys wanna grab some coffee later going home?” Justin asks.
“Yeah.” Chloe says., the same time I say, “We have other plans.”
Naya raises her gaze to me before dropping it on Chloe’s hand on my arms. Chloe steps in front of me as I feel Naya looks away. “What do you mean we have other plans?”
I just give her a small secretive smile. I don’t know what I’m doing but maybe I also want to let Naya see me moving on too. Of course, with Chloe, as I assume she would expect.
Justin says, “Well, I just found out that my partner right here loves coffee. Naya invited me in. Even though I’m not a coffee drinker, I am trying it for her request.” He eyes Naya, “Right?”
Naya nods without meeting his eyes because it’s on me. “Yeah. I want him to at least have a new experience.” She says.
I know Justin is lying and making things up. And the worse part is she’s falling into it. It’s not true that he is not a coffee drinker because he drinks one every day. I know that because he told me once. I have no idea what he’s up to right now, but if he’s over with that pink-haired girl, he better not make Naya the next target.
I swear if he hurt her…
“You guys have gotten so close so quick. What’s the secret?” Chloe interrupts my suspension.
Both of them burst into laughter. It follows with a light high-five in the air. “I swear there’s no secret into social interaction but to force someone to watch scary prank videos.”
“I like the Jalals though…” Naya tells him. It seems like they have their own world. Her laugh is fading out when she notices the seriousness of me and Chloe.
“We’ll keep going. Come on, Chloe.” I say as I pick up her hand on my arms.
Naya steps in front of Justin so he’s behind her now. “Where are you guys heading by the way?” Naya asks with a soft curious tone of her voice.
I thought she said no talking, but why’s she's suddenly this close right now asking me?
She should do her part of not talking to me instead of making the first move. She should keep her words because if she can’t then I want her to tell me not to kiss her again right here right now in front of them.
But you have to stop yourself, Adam.
“It’s a secret,” I tell her.
“A secret?” Her eyes are glued to me. I look away.
“It’s actually our secret place, Naya,” Chloe says, stepping in front of me with a smile playing on her lips. “You want to come with us?”
Is she serious? I’m just making this up. Why does Chloe always have to go with my flow?
Naya backs away so she’s standing on the side of Justin now. When she doesn’t say anything to Chloe’s question to her, there is a five-second bearable silence among us that passes by.
“Are you ready for the school trip?” He asks her.
“Yeah…” Naya’s cheerful voice is gone and replaced by a low weak voice. Is there something bothering her?
Does the idea of me and Chloe having a secret place bother her suddenly?
“Don’t forget your bikinis,” Chloe chimes.
Bikini? I never pictured out Naya wearing those once.
“I don’t think…” There is a hint of hesitation in Naya’s voice
“Just bring one just in case. It’ll be fun, Aya.” Chloe still insists.
Naya opens her mouth but Justin cuts in, “Aya?”
Chloe turns to him. “Yeah. That’s her nickname.”
“That sounds better than Naya though.” Justine is nodding his head as if he’s expecting us to agree with him.
But as Naya laughs in a shy face, I guess she does agree with him.
Aya.
I still prefer Naya, though. The night I knew her name, I told myself I won’t forget that name.
So Naya is still the best.
“I think I better get going. I still have some classes to attend.” She excuses herself by ducking her head as she walks away.
“You still have a class? It’s our last one.” Justin asks.
“Ummm…. It’s not like a big session but I kinda missed a lot of classes the previous month so I’m taking make-up ones with the few subjects.” Naya explains.
“Okay.” Justin nods multiple times. “Are you still up for coffee later?”
“Would it be okay for you if you wait for me?” She asks him. I hope he doesn’t go. “It’s okay if you can’t.”
“I have a practice with my basketball team later, I’m not sure if I can get it in my schedule.” He says, but when he looks over Chloe, he quickly changes his facial expression. “B-but I think I can just cancel it today and wait for you by the gate.”
“Okay. ” Naya shoots him a small smile. Of course, Chloe would help Justin to make a move on Naya.
“That’s so romantic, Jus. I hope someone does that to me too.” Chloe clasps her hands together as she looks above the ceiling.
“I’m sure Adam has other strategies,” Naya says with a hint of firmness in her voice.
Chloe looks at me, “I’m sure he does.” Naya’s eyes are watching as Chloe places her other arm on my shoulders.
“I think I might have to go now.” She smiles at Justin before she walks away from us.
What’s with those smiles? It doesn’t fit her.
“She can be a little tight, Jus. Just be patient with her.” Chloe speaks up after she’s gone.
“Are you serious, Chloe? You’re talking about her behind her back?”
“What? It’s not like it’s a bad thing. What I mean by that is she’s very not easy to get and I know Justin has been crushing her since then–”
“What?” I’m caught off guard.
“Bro, just support me on this. I have to make a move now or else someone might get in the way and steal my chance on her this time.” Justin says.
I can’t believe what I’m hearing right now. Steal his chance this time? So he’s been liking her for a long time now?
“What do you mean? Naya seems not your type.”
Chloe says, “She’s very his type, Adam. Simple yet attractive and smart too.”
“Since Sophomore year, I had a thing on her.”
“I thought you are into girls with experience.” I try to remind him. Maybe he’s just testing my patient out. But he doesn’t know what going on between me and Naya in the first place.
They both look at each other and laugh at my statement. “Bro those girls I hooked up with, they’re just my pass-time. It’s nothing serious. Besides, now that Chloe’s helping me out, I’m sure I can take Naya on a date.”
“Naya’s actually an experienced girl, Adam. She’s been on different dates before. But ever since Sophia died. Naya seems to start to fade away and lose interest pretty much on things she used to have interest in.”
“Sophia?” I start to get more curious about the details.
“She was our best friend. She died two months ago. We didn’t know she was in a terrible situation until she took her own life and… gone.”
“Yeah, I heard about that on our team since one of the players was her ex-boyfriend,” Justin adds.
It happened before I transfer here, so I am not sure how to react. These things are not known to me until now. Maybe that’s why Naya is always on the rooftop.
“Naya must be having a hard time coping with it, maybe that’s why… the reason why she missed a lot of classes as she mentioned earlier,” I say.
“It was hard for me, too,” Chloe says in a sad tone of her voice. “I just kinda moved on pretty quickly because I can’t handle grieving over it every day. Got to move on with life, you know.
I can’t imagine how this must have been affecting Naya knowing this about her. Also, the marriage of her parents goes along with the grief she must be bringing right now. It must be hard for her.
“So, you’re planning to take her on a date?” I ask Justin.
He nods. He’s about to say something but I go in fast before he could, “Good luck.” I tell him.
His face crumples into a shocked expression. Then I immediately walk away from him and Chloe. Chloe is in complete shock too. I don’t expect her to follow me but she’s jogging behind me with the expression still plunging on her face.
“What was that supposed to mean?”
“What?” I smirk.
“What's with good luck to Justin? ” She says. I almost crack into laughter when she mimics my deep voice.
“Nothing. I’m just being true.” I say.“Naya’s…” I pause remembering our kiss again along with other things she told me that morning.
“What is it about her again? You seem to know a lot about her.” Chloe faces me with her eyes looking closer into me.
“Nothing.” I just shake my head.
I want to tell her that Naya doesn’t believe in love anymore but now I know Chloe is helping Justin with Naya, she would probably tell Justin later. Besides, I want Justin to figure it out himself, but that's only going to happen if Naya opens it up to him as she did to me.
I bet she won’t.
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N A Y A“Goodbye, Mr. Davidson!” I wave at him as I approach the door. He is a science teacher. I feel directly comfortable having him around. He always seems to understand the reason why I have been missing a lot of days at school. Unlike the last two classes I had before him, they usually kept me under their condition. Mr. Davidson didn’t. He asked about me why’s which I appreciate a lot when someone asks something about me out of concern.He waves back saying, “Bye, Naya. Please, be careful on your way home.” He goes back to his computer and resumes typing. I know that he is at least in his 60s, which reminded me so much of my grandfather who died two years ago at the age of seventy.
“I'm glad-” We both speak up at the same time. Our eyes lock across the table.“You first-” We say the same time again.He laughs. I laugh. I can’t help but feel crazy hearing his laugh for the first time. I just can’t help it, too. “You first,” I tell him, hiding my smile behind my hand against my lips. “No, ladies do it first. I’m a gentleman, you know. ” He tells me with a smirk on the corner of his mouth. “I don’t really know what to say but I am glad you and Chloe are getting along well,” I say to him. He says, “Well, I am glad you and Justin are getting along well, too.” “We don’t know each other that much, but I am trying to trust him at least. He’s not bad at all. And he’s my partner for the trip so I have to deal with him.” I tell him. I wish I could just talk to Adam this way. Calm and at ease. I wish we could have met in different times and circumstances. “Not like how you always see me.” There’s a pain clingin
A DA MSix months ago“I wish I could do something for him. Anything but this.” My mother says to my aunt. They’re talking in the living room with a cup of coffee in their hands for an hour now. It’s been raining for days and my father hasn’t been home for two weeks now.“Think about what can happen if Adam finds out you're getting a divorce that’s why Calum is not home for weeks now. You have to think it through before signing those papers.” My aunt Celine said, convincing my mother.She looks to the window and sips on her cup again. “You th
N A Y A Have you ever felt like nobody ever wants you? Everyone is leaving and forgetting that you ever exist? It feels like a leaf falling into the unknown when I got home finding my father’s letter on the kitchen table saying; “Dearest Naya, This is going to be the first letter I will ever write to you. I remember you were growing up. You used to run around the house, picking up crayons and smudge them onto any wall your eyes would meet. You love putting colors to things and I figured you would want to be an artist someday. But as you grow up, you were no longer that child. I wish I didn’t have to write these things, but I figured out that all this time all I ever did was take away the color of your life when things got complicated between me and your mom. I blamed myself because if only I graduated from college, our life would have been different. Your mother wouldn’t have to work at
A D A M“Justin just texted me he’s on his way to Naya’s place.” Chloe says, sipping harshly on her Milktea.I immediately look at her with a startled reaction on my face.“He’s what?” I assert.“I think he’s helping her on something with school.” Chloe tells me, before putting her tea on the table. I can’t be that surprised Justin’s putting higher effort now with Naya, but she can’t trust him completely.“I should go.” I say, standing up.“What? Where are you going?”“I forgot to… turn off my heater at my apartment.” I rush to walk away from her before she can ask another question.“Thanks for coming with me today!” She yells from our table.
N A Y AI walk back to the living room where Justin is eating the pizza alone and watching a football game on the TV.“I’ll be back. I just need to get something from the room.”Just when I turn around, Adam is coming out of the kitchen. The hallway to my bedroom is right next to it so it’s hard not to pass him on the way. I can see the devastation on his face. His eyes are fixed on the floor. When I reach my room, I lock the door and lean against it. As if all this time I was holding my breath when I finally let all the heaviness out of my chest. I place my palm against it and cry hard. I didn’t mean to say those words to him. I’m still in pain and confused about the things Justin revealed about him. Maybe I was lying because I am so done with Adam always showing up out of nowhere and acting as if everything is okay when he’s near.I just wanted to give back the pai
A D A MMy phone is ringing from my pocket. Our warm breaths are colliding with each other. I try to pull away from Naya for once before kissing her back and then finally breaking the kiss. She lies underneath me , catching her breath, while I rarely make it on top of her on the couch in her living room.I can see the puzzled look on her face as I lift my phone in the ai.“Who is it?”“It's Chloe.”“Why is she calling you? What does she need from you?” She wants to know.“We'll figure out what she needs once I answer this. Give me a minute.” I lift a finger to excuse myself.I stand from the couch and walk a little farther from Naya.“Hello?”“Adam?” Chloe's crying voice drops my heart.“It's me. &rdq
NAYA Everyone gets busily slipping into their seats with their partners. Since the bus has a two seats in each column, assigned partners should seat next to each other and sleep in the same tent for the entire duration of the trip. As of this moment, Mrs. Lee is checking all the students’ attendance right before the bus door.The sun is out so she has to wear sunglasses, but one thing that has not changed about her is her teacher's uniform. It’s always been a black, knee-length skirt and a white button-up shirt. She looks hot to be a teacher, by the way. There is always be this one teacher that most population in school will admire because how admiring their physical appearance is which I think is Mrs. Lee in our campus. But I think every teacher is admirable in their own ways.When it’s me and Justin’s turn, I smile at her while Justi
It's been raining for days now. The colder it gets the less likely I want to get up from the bed. The rain keeps pouring out day and night, leaving me always cold and crumpled up in my bedroom for a week. So I haven't been outside the city until tonight when I decided to grab some coffee instead of ordering it online.New York City looks so gloomy but it's the busiest city I've ever known. Everyone's busy catching their dreams across the streets and buildings. This could be the city I would love to be in.While the raindrops fill the streets, and as I wait for the pedestrian line to open in a green light, I stare at the girl from the other side of the sidewalk. She stands there wearing a pink floral dress with her long sleeves that hang low past her elbows. Her eyes are hiding under the umbrella and the reason I am staring at her is because there's something about her lips. The way her deep pink lips rest still in an emotion-less line. There's something about them. Her hair spreads in
A D A M1 YEAR LATER...“Adam you should eat,” Olivia says next to me in bed. “Please, fix yourself. Naya won't like this if she's here.” I just stare at the space on the wall across the room. The sky is bright. I haven't watched the ocean today outside my huge window. They didn't look pleasing as they used to be. I missed her, so so much. EVERYDAY. Olivia walks away from the bed and walks into my closet. “Your mother prepared your clothes so you can take a shower and wash that smell of beer on you.” She's stuffing between the hangers now. “Just don't go to the bar anymore, Adam. Please, look after yourself. Go get some haircut or something.” There's a hind of motivation in her voice but I can still clearly hear the disappointment. Everyone is disappointed in me. I would be if I were them. But it's hard to find the courage to move and take care of myself when I see no light. I don't know where I start. I don't know if I'm worth to ever live again. When Naya died that night, I lost
A D A MI think I have almost ten glasses of vodka already. I feel my head spin around the room. But I can see Naya and that guy in the coffee shop laughing, smiling talking, perhaps flirting too. Why does it hurt so bad to watch someone you love laugh with someone else. It's been three months and it hurts me knowing she jas moved on. This is what I wanted for her. Why can't I be happy? She deserves this. I deserve to see it. I deserve this pain. My prayer was for her to be happy with or without me by her side but I didn't understand now that I'm seeing the evidence of her being happy, it break my heart again. I wasn't supposed to see it. I was inside the coffee shop but I didn't recognize her with short hair. She looks so beautiful in that hair. The moment I was outside and look inside, I recognize her smile. It's been three months since I saw her smile. I wonder how long she's been dating that guy. They look so happy enjoying each other's company. I wish I am that guy. “Chloe?”
N A Y A 3 MONTHS LATER...“Thank you.” I take the go-to cup of my coffee and smile at the girl behind the counter. What a tiring day but still it's beautiful and worthy of coffee.“Naya!” The brunette girl I met from the park three weeks ago is sitting at one of the tables across the room. I wave back at her and don't watch where I'm going. I am about to push the door open when someone pushes before I can be able to. He bumps into cause my coffee to spill over my white shirt. It thuds on the floor and I just stare at the hot burn feeling on me. “I'm sorry, miss. It was an accident.” I eye the guy. “Ryan?” “Naya?” I think he can recognize me enough. “Hey, wow, your hair. You look different from the last I saw you.” He hugs me. He looks different too. He looks expensive. “Yeah. I cut my hair short a few weeks ago.” I tell him further. It's nice to see a familiar face. “How are you?” Someone from behind wants to pass our way. “Can I...if you don't mind buy you another coffee and
A D A MI can hear Olivia's voice downstairs. She is still the same. She greets my mother and asks her how she's doing. That's just her. With respect and I have admired that from her. Our gazes meet as I walk down the stairs. Her smile fades away from being sweet to melancholy. “Adam.” I think I hear a whisper. She walks toward me and gives me a warm hug. “It's nice to see you again, Olly.” I smile at her. We pull away from each other. She eyes me up and down quickly. “Look at you. Fresh and coming back. And you still call me, Olly.” Her innocent smile appears. I haven't seen that for so long. “Well, I'm only glad you're back, Addy.” I laugh at the cringy sound of our old nicknames. My mother clears her throat, “I have to leave now. Please, do enjoy your reunion and make it up. ” She hurries to the door and just like that we're alone in this house. My mother never hired a maid or a driver ever during the marriage life she has with my father. She's very hands-on with every task i
A D A M “Dude, you're joking, right? Like right now in this very early morning, you're leaving?” I can hear the frustration in Cannon's voice. I know she's worrying about Naya too. “You can't just go be in love and leave just like that. You have to tell her. Come on you can do better than this.” I look at the time on my phone and still, it's 6:04 in the morning. She's right. I can do better than this but it's not that easy for me. “Cannon, I can't. I just left her. I can't go back. I'm at the train station and waiting for my train.” She sucks a deep breath and releases it. “What do you want me to do?” I look up at the white ceiling. “Please, if she asks about me don't tell her I'm marrying someone else. Just that.” “What?” She yells. “Are you stupid? Adam, that's even worse than finding out you're gone after taking her virginity. Sorry, it's not what I meant. What I was trying to say is I can't just tell her that you're marrying someone else. It's lacking something. That wil
N A Y AI wake up to the heavy sound of the rain outside my window. When I turn to the left side, Adam's spot is empty already. “Adam?” I whisper to myself. It's more of a worry-filled call that I hope I am not thinking about right now. I call him from my room to the whole place, hoping I will hear an answer from the bathroom somewhere close. My gaze lands on the empty shelves where Adam placed his bag when he brought it here from his place. His shoes are gone. His jackets on the back of the door are gone too. I remove myself from the bed and check the bathroom. It's empty. The closet. Still empty. I take the courage to walk out of the bedroom. The hallway is quiet down and I still the dripping of water from the broken faucet in our kitchen. The kitchen is empty. The dining place is empty.I start to panic.I start to worry.I start to get sad.I start to feel alone. My feet find their way to my parents' bedroom. Still, I would he would have decided to take a look at it or someth
A D A MI am not only worried about what will happen to me. I am also worried about what will happen to us by the time I go.“Adam?” Naya calls, while my arms are wrapped across her chest. I insisted to visit the rooftop where I first recognize her. Technically, the first time we met was when that night she has mistaken me for a thief. “Yes, babe?” A giggle comes out of me. I think every time that babe word takes over our name, it hits different. “I think I had a terrible dream about you leaving.” She says in a lonely tone of voice. I wait for her to continue. “We were sleeping together. And something you said made me very not happy. As far as I can remember unasked you if you want me to wait for if ever you leave me, and you said no. And I woke up crying the next morning. It was a rare dream because my eyes were closed the whole time. I couldn't see actually. I hate that dream.” Her hold on my arms tightens and I tighten my arms around her too. She thinks it was a dream. It wa
N A Y A“So where did Adam find you?” Cannon asks next to me. We find our seats in the cafeteria and now she's been curious about what happened. Honestly, I don't want to talk about it yet but she's my friend. It's time to tell her something. “In the forest. ” “Conscious or not?” She behind peeling off her banana. “Conscious.” I've been thinking about this moment. Where everyone would ask me questions. I hate that I have to recall that moment when I had my head wounded. My hands were tied behind and I have my fave on the ground when I woke up. It was a horrible time for me, that's why right now. If anyone would ask, I decided to twist the story a little. I told Cannon that I ran away because I couldn't help but get sad about missing my family. I didn't put Chloe's name on the story anymore. I'm just tired and I want to move on. I'm still hurt but I think it'll hurt more if everything that happened will occur in the words of those who are involved in that incident. I just want to