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One hour
Two hours
Three hours
Eventually I stopped counting the number of hours that passed.
It doesn't take that long to get supplies, it never has.
I didn't want to panic, or jump to conclusions, but to say I was calm would be a complete lie.
"fuck this." I mumbled, standing up and exiting my room.
It was legitimately one in the morning, I couldn't wake up his aunt and dramatically cry over her nephew.
And interestingly enough, I hadn't seen his uncle all day.
I softly made my way downstairs and to the fridge, grabbing a water bottle.
About half way up the stairs I heard what sounded like beeping.
Immediately my eyes went wide when I realized that was the burner phone ringing.
I all but ran up the stairs after the realization, grabbing the phone quickly.
"Hello?" I answered breathlessly.
"Lijah.." I heard Him say lowly.
"Are you ok ?" I asked quickly, "Adio it's been hours, what happened."
"I'll explain later, open the door." He spoke.
I nodded and made my way downstairs, phone still in hand.
After I opened the door I watched him exit the car, hoodie thrown securely over his head.
"thank you," he said lowly, closing the door behind him.
Be pissed off that he was MIA for hours, or be thankful that he's fine?
Maybe both.
"I'm surprised you up." He said removing his hoodie.
"I couldn't sleep.." I said honestly.
"Why?"
