I lay still pretending to sleep but I'm secretly watching everyone. Colson tosses around in his sleep. Dana is snoring her life away. And Billie... One would think she was asleep, but her shoulders rose and fell unevenly. She's disturbed. Good.
As soon as dawn breaks, my dad walks into the station icily looking like the grim reaper. His conversation with the sheriff is brief and short and then I'm tailing him towards the car packed outside.
He halts, turns to glare at me and I brace myself for the slap that nearly ends my future. Tears stain my eyes, never dropping though and my cheek burns. Satisfied, he enters the car. I don't.
" You're wasting my time boy. I have an appointment to catch. "
" Don't let me stop you. " I turn away, trekking through the wrong path. Either he doesn't notice or just doesn't care, either way, he zooms off.
I on the other hand, head for Billie's house. I had spent last night preparing the perfect note and I was gonna deliver it since she obviously wasn't taking me seriously. Her house was stupid, devoid of any flamboyant colours. It made my skin crawl with disgust.
Being a low building, it's very easy for me to climb up to her window, prying it open. I didn't even have to worry about her mom. Her awkward truck had raced past me earlier. Billie's room didn't disappoint me. We almost had the same taste. Almost. Her taste in books and colors. It was nearly uncanny.
Placing the paper on her laid bed, I take one last look at her room and I jump out. Hope you take me seriously now, Billie.
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