52. Trust 

85. Trust

- Jacob -

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When She gets out of the car in anger, I don’t stop her. Because I am pissed too. I will talk to her after classes once our head is in the right place.

When She doesn’t come to attend any of the classes, I look for her. By the end of school hours, I get anxious wondering why she would skip school.

I was at the edge when I confronted her in the car. Now I wish I had held my tongue.

I check my previous texts.

Me: ‘I guess I said too much. I am sorry.’

I had sent this after I didn’t see her in any of the classes.

Me: ‘We still need to talk, but you need to pick my call for that!’

and this one when she didn’t pick up my call.

I sigh and send her one more text.

Jacob: ‘I am heading for practice. I hope you are not sleeping in some corner of the school. Although I checked your usual hiding spots to make sure you aren’t left behind like a 5-year-old… See you in the evening?’

I put the phone in my pocket, dreading that she will probably not answer this text too.

“Jacob