Wrong |COMPLETE|

🕸Chapter...57🕷

🎵Listen to Hold Me While You Wait by Lewis Capaldi🎶

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"Excuse me." I say to Cole in a whisper and run towards the parking lot where my car is parked.

I know everyone is going to wonder where the hell I am but all I can think of right now is...

...he can't just be... leaving.

I get in my car, and don't waste time in removing my graduation gown and motor board hat. I toss them at the back seat and start the car, minutes later I'm driving off the school's compound.

I'm still crying and I hate it.

I hate that I'm crying because of him ! I hate that I'm crying for him !

Ten minutes later my phone starts ringing and I realize my ringtone is just as ugly as my crying right now.

I pick up my phone and connect it to my car's bluetooth. I check the caller ID and it's my mom.

"Yes mom." I say in a calmer voice.

I've stopped crying but I'm still sniffing like a maniac. From the rear view mirror I see that my eyes are bloodshot and my face is puffy.

"Honey, where are you ?" She asks, her voice full of concern.

"I'm just running a little errand." I say, which is not entirely a lie.

"On the day of your graduation !"

"Yeah" I sniff and the line goes quiet for a while.

"Skylar are you crying ?"

Apparently...

"No mom." I lie.

I don't think she needs to know how messed up my life is right now.

"Honey, where the hell are you ?" She repeats her initial question but all I do is hang up on her then turn off my phone.

She's going to find me one way or another. I still have the tracking chip that was planted on my body while I was four.

***

When I reach the Kruse residence, I don't need binoculars to see that their house is clearly vacated.

All the windows lack curtains. The front porch is clear of Jessica's many colorful exotic flowers and their gate is locked from the outside.

The garage door is a little bit open and when you look closely, you can see there's no car inside.

They're gone.

I hesitantly hop out of my car and walk towards the closed gate. Just then, the tears I've been holding threaten to come out. My fingers tangle themselves in my hair and I tag at the soft black strands as I let myself cry.

I turn my back to the house and walk towards my car. Once inside I lay my head on the steering and cry.

...everything I was afraid of happening...

...happened.

He left me.

***

I get out of my car and walk towards the local park's swing set. I sit on one of them and let the memories flood my mind.