4 MONTHS LATER. BIOTCH.


Jordan's POV

Kye hasn't been himself lately. I thought, if she said no (which I didn't think she would honestly) it wouldn't be as bad, that he'd delivered his case and we'd just go on living like nothing was wron.g I thought we'd play computer games instead of write scores and song lyrics, and get drunk on cheap cider, or something like that. But that didn't happen. He'd lock himself in his room and wouldn't eat. He wouldn't do anything, he'd just lie there. Then, at 7:13 exactly, Kye would leave out the back door and sneak of to pubs, clubs and bars- not the good kind- before returning at around 11am. But, one day, he didn't come back. And that brings us to now. Me: sitting on the couch biting my fingernails off with worry and Bronwyn calling except I never respond. I know she means well but... not now. What if he's dead? Or in prison? Worries run through my mind. It's been two weeks! My phone rings, but I ignore it. It continues it's irritating tone till I almost smash the stupid thing, so I unlock it and see the caller: It's Jordan.


"Hey man." He says flatly, as if he's not really there.

"I've been worried sick you ba-"

"Calm down. Look, I'm going to be away for a while. Two more weeks, then I'll come back."

"Why?" I ask, slightly anxious about what he's gonna say.

"Look, it's not important. I'll call in two weeks." Before I can say any more, he hangs up and I am left in a state of shock. What?


OOH! Where do you think Kye is? Tell me in the reviews, I will reward whoever guesses it... hehe, intriguing.