Chasing After You

Bradley pov

I storm off.

"They don't know what I'm going through. They can't relate." I think to myself.

"If only they would give me time to tell them."

I don't know where I'm going or what to do.

My phone vibrates in my back pocket.

It's James.

I swipe to ignore.

"No. Not yet."

I walk down the street, turning a corner to the arcade.

"I don't even know why I came here. Too bummed to play." I say to myself sitting on the bench outside.

"I gotta figure out something."