Parting

“Pass the plate of beef please”, Phil says to Conan.

“Have mercy on the beef, Phil”, Eric says, erupting laughter from the others.

Phil shoots him a death stare, adjusting his dark brown, long hair.

We're having dinner at Conan's mansion to celebrate Eric and I’s departure. We leave tomorrow.

“Eat up, Jayden”, Phil whispered. He is sitting on my right, while Eric is on my left. Conan is beside Phil, and Seth is beside Eric. We're seated around a small table filled with different varieties of dishes.

“Thanks, Phil”, I reply. I can barely digest food right now. My heart was breaking, and the image of Jovita's unconscious body in the woods burned my memory. She had fainted after reading my message. What if I hadn't been following her? She would have been there all by herself. What if something bad had happened to her? I would never have been able to forgive myself.

I only told her about my departure. I didn't even tell her about killing her ex-best friend. She'd be furious when she find