Gone

"Is this...um...Kaia?" Niall asked.
I was so lost in thought I had completely forgotten I was on the phone.
"Oh, right. Um, yeah, it is," I replied.
I still didn't know whether I was going to tell him about what Amber had done. If I did he would break up with her for sure. I was so tempted to but I had a conscience.
"I hope you don't mind but I got your number off Amber. I wanted to know how you are. You sure left school in a hurry,"
I hesitated. I bet she was there with him, pulling his strings like a puppeteer controls a puppet.
"I don't mind. Look, I can't really-"
I decided that it was too much of a risk telling him over the phone.

"It's fine, I totally understand. I just rang to let you know that I'm here if you need someone to talk to," he interrupted.
He sounded genuine. I had to keep reminding myself that Amber was probably telling him what to say.
"Thanks,"
There was a long silence.
"I guess I'd better go but feel better, yeah?"
I wondered if that really was the only reason he had called. The tone of his voice suggested otherwise. It was as if there was something he wanted to say or ask me but didn't know how.
"Wait," I said hesitantly, "I have something to tell you. It'll have to be in person though,"
If everything went according to plan, Amber would get what she deserved.
"Alright, meet me at the fountain before school," he replied.
"See you then,"

***

I woke up just minutes after falling asleep feeling sicker than ever. As I got up and stuck my head out the open window I was greeted by a rush of hot air. I stood there for a moment, taking long deep breaths. I figured if I just did that for a couple of minutes I would be fine. I was wrong. I lay back down on my bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to relax. No matter what I did, I couldn't shake it. In fact, it only grew worse. Uh-oh. I sprinted to the bathroom as fast as I could without tripping over anything. I knelt in front of the toilet bowl and leant over it, waiting. My heavy breathing created ripples in the water. Suddenly, I couldn't hold it in. As soon as I gained enough strength to stand, I hobbled over to the sink. I turned the cold tap on and cupped my hand underneath it. I shoved water into my mouth and spat it out, trying to get that awful taste out of my mouth. As I looked in the mirror for a second, I swear I saw Josh watching me but when I turned around he wasn't there. That was odd, I thought to myself. Maybe I was hallucinating.

"Darling, are you okay?" Mum asked.
She squinted at me, still half asleep.
"No, I'm not okay," I croaked.
She nodded. I wasn't sure if she was even conscious.
"You can have the day off tomorrow if you need to. I'm going back to bed, if you need anything just wake me. Night night,"
I jumped at the window of opportunity presented in front of me. There was no way I was going tomorrow. I didn't want to and now, I didn't have to.

Notes

FINISHED <3