ππππ
I walked right into my room, and fall flat on my bed after seeing Kevin out. I rubbed my tired eyes and took a couple of breaths. I picked up my phone and tried to call Marcus again with the hope he would pick up, just like I have expected. He never did. I scrolled through my messages, looking at the messages I sent him. He already viewed them but didn't reply. He's still angry, and thinking back- this is how he must've felt when I ignored him for a week. The only word to express my feeling is "πΈπππ‘π¦"
My mind, being blitzed by thousands of thoughts, I didn't know when I drifted off to sleep gaping into space. I gasped, sitting up as I had that same nightmare. That same nightmare of me walking in on my parent's corpses and that shadow trying to kill me. Why do I keep having that dream? Why is that male shadow on the hunt for me? Who is he?
I glance at the time on my phone screen and it said 10 pm. Didn't know I slept that long.
