"Sarah, hey, can you come and pick me up please?" I begged into the phone. I was still sitting in the closet, too afraid to go outside.
"Yeah where are you? Is everything okay?" she asked.
"I'm at, somewhere downtown, I don't know. I'll go outside and see what street I'm at. Just please hurry," I pleaded and stood up. She agreed and I hung up the phone. I cracked the door open and peaked out, making sure Sky and Austin were nowhere in sight.
I rushed out of the room, closing the door behind me and squeezed between tons of people towards the entrance.
"Hey Hayden where'd you go?" a familiar voice asked behind me and I spun around.
"Austin uh hey! Um have you seen Sky?" I asked quickly.
"No not in a while. Why? Is everything ok?" he asked softly and reached for my arm but I pulled away and looked towards the door.
"Look I have to go, I'll see you later," I said and he opened his mouth to say something but I quickly ran off towards the door. I pushed it open and stumbled outside.
I took out my phone and texted Sarah the street name and waited on a bench. I bounced my knee impatiently. I just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible and just lie down in my own bed in my room in my house in my own neighborhood in my own town and in less words I just don't want to be here.
"You leaving? I could give you a ride if you want," a voice sniffed beside me. I turned around and saw Jonah. He sat down next to me on the bench with his head down but I could see tears running down his cheeks. I felt uncomfortable. Should I comfort him? Hearing him cry answered me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and he leaned his head on my shoulder and started sobbing.
"S-she told m-me she loved me," he cried and I rubbed my hand up and down his arm.
"She did love you, Jonah, but it wasn't right. You'll fall in love again," I whisped to him and he whimpered soflty and I brought him towards me and wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm s-so s-s-sorry," he stuttered.
"For what?" I asked in a hushed voice and he quickly pulled away and rubbed his eyes.
"Oh my g- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry like that. Shoot, I'm sorry. Um I'm just going to go now," he said and stood up but I pulled him back down.
"Jonah you don't have to be sorry. I understand what it's like to lose someone you love. It sucks," I said and let out a shaky laugh. He looked up at me, his eyes big.
"You've lost someone before?" he asked and I nodded.
"Don't tell anyone but my dad's in jail," I said and his eyes widened. I don't know what got into me but I felt like I could trust him and he was hurting.
"My mom's been in jail for 6 years," he said.
"My mom's an alcoholic."
"Touche," he said and let out a bitter laugh.
We sat there for a moment in silence. I guess Jonah and I had more in common than I thought.
"We planned out our whole future together. We planned to go to L.A. after we get married and to stay in a huge mansion right next to the beach and I remember for her 15th birthday we skipped school together and went Austin, Texas for a day and when we got back out parents were so mad they grounded us both for 3 months," he explained, the tears streaming down his cheeks again..