Being back

JORDAN

Two whole weeks, I had been out for two whole weeks and there was no time to take it all back. The time I had spent without her, the time I lost with her. The misery that she could have gone through. All the pain and chaos that I had put her through, the questions, the doubts that I was so sure she would have, made me agitated, panicked and even cranky.

If my family had given her an explanation to my sudden disappearance, then I would not feel so terrible. But they didn’t, they said nothing to her till the very last minute. I didn’t want to imagine what she might have thought of me, of our relationship. And the fear of thinking that she might have woken up one morning and left during this two week made my heart ache so bitterly, it left a bitter feeling in my mouth and in the pit of my stomach.

It was already so late into the night when I pulled up at the front of the house and with a jump, I rushed down from the car and towards the house. Ignoring the pain, I was in, ignoring