"Hey sarge. Remember me?" I read it over and over again. He didn't forget me. Tears welled in my eyes knowing I can finally relax. My tears fell slowly. Maybe they were happy? Some might be guilt, instead of dwelling on my emotions. "Yeah. I do." What if it's to funny? Does it need to be more emotional. If I'm being honest, I missed him, for 3 years. "..." he's typing back. " " wait why are they gone. Shit I went too far. "There's the pip I know." More tears started to slip out. I can finally go home and have a normal life. Well as normal as it can get as a murderer. Well it was self defense, right? I didn't have to go back though, i could have escaped, but what if he escaped? No. Don't go down that rabbit hole. You killed him and framed a not very innocent and all round suck ass man, but why do i still feel so guilty? Tears are now falling like a waterfall but not for the right reasons. i quickly wipe them away and look around like a cop car will just beam in. The phone ringing brought me back to reality, a text from Ravi "Pip? You there?" Should i respond? "Yes. I'm sorry." texted back. "It's alright, don't be sorry." Ravi texted. Cutting strings with him was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. But it's been 3 years. Maybe the sparks gone. "Can you call or do we have to wait another 3 years?" Ravi texted. i stared at the text and knew, It was there, Because for the first time in a while i smiled. "Let me get back to my apartment first." i texted back. i was currently on the street walking home from the trial. Well jogging...running now.
