𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 ⁻ⁿᵒᵗᵗⁱ ᵒˢᵃᵐᵃ

𝟬𝟬𝟮

📍- ʜᴏᴍᴇ
𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯-

𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄, everything seemed too normal. I didn't hear a peep or any foot steps come from no where.

"Anyone home?" I yelled as I walked around the house to check every room. "motherrr?" I yelled again.

I walked in my room, I grabbed my phone that was laying on top of my pink bed. I called my mom right away.

"Melody where the fuck are you?" I heard my mom say as soon as the call connected "home?" I told her, she hung up right after.

I think that means I'm in trouble, oh well. might be getting an ass whoopin but at least I feel ok.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

I laid on the little couch near the window of my room and stared outside. The stars all looked so beautiful shining down at me.  The moon, glowing and giving light. Everything in this very moment look gorgeous in my eyes.

I couldn't get my head off of Ethan. I tried doing what I do best by searching him up on every social platform I got but 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 came up. I can't give up though, Ethan made me feel a type of way I've never felt with anybody else. Not that there's ever been anybody else. 

I sighed in defeat. There's nothing I can do to find him. What if I was maybe going crazy and it was all apart of my imagination? God I'm 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘.

I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep, hoping that Ethan would 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐃.