Chapter 16 : He was so open

It's really hard to want to hate someone but at the same time worry so much about them immensely. Eric never came home, I had waited and waited for him in the guest room, well supposedly his room. I called him multiple times, none stop until he eventually decided he would switch of his phone. Eric was selfish, it wasn't the first time I had to come to realize this. He was just illiberal, mean, narrow-minded, self-seeking. There was just so much I could say about him and the list would be endless. The thought of him aggravated me and the thought of me still caring about his well being thereafter, aggravated me even more.

I don't know what time I slept but I must have dozed off in the midst of waiting for Eric to come back. A tiny wave of fear, made itself known. I tried hard not to think about it but what if Eric had left and wasn't coming back. He didn't have much anyways, he could simply just up and leave if he wanted to. The only thing or clothing that I know he remotely cared more