Alex has been looking for a sign from the universe. A sign to tell him that he needs to keep fighting. To live on for his brother who died in a tragic car accident.
When Alex stumbles across a man in town wearing a blindfold, holding a sign that say...
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I spent a week at dad's house to get myself together. He said I could stay for as long as I wanted but I knew I had to come home at some point. William will probably be expecting me at the restaurant and even though he said I can have as much time off as I want, I don't want to be sitting in my apartment feeling sorry for myself.
I haven't contacted River either. I couldn't bring myself to reply to his message. I didn't even know what to say. He asked if I was okay but I wasn't okay, I'm still not okay. Should I have lied to make him feel better? No. I feel like this because I'm alone and he lied.
When I reach my apartment door, I try to be as quiet as I can as I creep through the building. River would probably be at work but still–I don't want to see him. Not yet. Everything is too raw and I need more time. I don't even know if time will fix this.
My apartment doesn't even feel like home when I step inside. It feels empty and cold.
I frown and dump my bag onto the floor and walk towards the kitchen, flicking on the kettle so I can drink something warm. Or more because it gives me something to do.
I know for a fact I can't stay in here for the rest of the week. I'll go insane.
William might be generous and say that I should have more time with my family but there is only so much of being with my father and his girlfriend I can take. Their home doesn't feel like my home.
Nowhere feels like home.
Only once did River ever feel like home.
I sigh and drop my hand to the counter, chewing on my lip as I stare blankly at the wall.
My phone buzzes in my pocket and I already know it's not River, he hasn't messaged me since that essay he sent. He said he'll give me space if I need it and I guess he's respecting that by not bombarding me with a thousand calls and texts.
It certainly helps to not think about him all the time.
I slip my fingers into my back pocket and pull out my phone to see a text from Luca, he's messaged me a couple times since the incident at the cafe over a week ago. Checking in when he can and honestly, I appreciate it because I've felt distanced from the world. It's my fault for running off to my dads but without him, I literally have no one.
My eyes scan across the screen to read Luca's text.
Luca
Hey, Alex. Are you back in town now?
Do you want to come to Chessman's later? Would be good to see you if you need some company right now
I stare at the message for a long moment. My insides churn at the idea of Demi or Mason or River being there already, I'll literally be walking into some trap.
