After sunrise part 2

Nothing is more secret than a mothers womb

Monday December 4, 2022:

Esmee POV:

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My day started as excellent as it can be. Meaning, me with my head hanging in the toilet, puking my guts out.

I've felt nauseous the second I woke up.

I blame all the food I eat yesterday. I am a stress eater, and I've been worried sick for Killian. The worst part is that I do not know what is going on.

I trust Killian, I do, I really do. I just want to help.

I feel so extremely powerless on this side of the world.

Stressing about it won't help. I know that. But I can't just turn it off. No matter how much I want to.

I am changing into my clothes. I wear a very loose dress, still feeling nauseous.

Benjamin text me, saying that he stands downstairs.

I walk towards the door, 'See you after school!' I jell at my mother and sister.

'Wait.' I hear behind me.

Anna runs towards me.

'Something wrong?' I ask.

'Yes. Carlos went Russia for some reason. So can I drive with you?'

Carlos went to Russia! Then the problem there must be really bad. Killian doesn't just casually withdraw protection.

Anna frowns, confusingly waiting for my answer.

I am shaken out of thoughts, 'Yes, sorry of course you can drive with me.'

We both make our way downstairs where Benjamin waits for us.

'Ladies.' He greets us.

'Morning, Benjamin.' I greet him back.

I take out my phone and look through my texts. Not that many people tried to contact me.

Before I know it, we reach school.

'Bye Ben.' We both say as we step out.

'He is handsome,' Anna says as we push through the double doors.

'He is.'

'Does he have a girlfriend?'

I look at her side-eye, 'Not that I am aware of.'

Anna gets a blush on her face, 'He is really handsome.'

'Yes, but really old.'

She looks angrily my way, 'You are the one to talk about age.'

She got me there. Sort of.

'Yes!' I raise my voice, 'But I am seventeen, almost eighteen and you are fifteen.'

She shrugs away my statement and spots some friends.

'Bye sissie.' She says as she walks towards a friend.

'Good talk.' I mumble quietly, 'Always a pleasure.'

I look around me and then it hits me, 'And I am talking to myself. Only one step away from being crazy... and I am still doing it.'

I turn around and walk quickly towards my class. 

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This school day was awful.