6 months later.
"Jasey. Phone." Stacy said, handing me the cordless. She was being her normal, pleasant self.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Jasey. This is Mr. Perry. Have you seen Aleks?"
"No. Not since school today. He's not home?"
"No. I haven't seen him since last night. Tell him to call me if you see him." He sounded angrier with every word. I nodded then realized he couldn't see me.
"Yeah. I will." I hung up the phone and swallowed the lump in my throat. shit. I thought. I knew what this meant. Aleks was gone. He hadn't let anyone know where he was going or even that he was leaving.
I was crying and didn't even realize it.
"Why are you crying?" Stacy sneared.
"Aleks...he's gone." I mumbled.
"Wait. What do you mean?"
"I mean he fucking ran away." I snapped. I stormed up the stairs before she could say another word. This was one of my worst nightmares. I grabbed my phone to send a text his way.
To: Aleks.
Message: Are you alright?
I waited for near an hour before he finally replied.
From: Aleks.
Message: I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'm fine. I love you.
To: Aleks.
Message: I love you too. Be careful.
My mind couldn't quite grasp what was happening. Aleks was gone. I had no clue where he was going, but he was gone and I probably wouldn't see him for a while. The real hell is your life gone wrong.
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