I sat in my room the rest of the morning

hands turning white from clutching onto my phone.

I ignored the pounding on my front door

and the distant yells of Virginia's voice.

I was already too far gone.

Dried tears stiffened my cheeks,

my throat ached from trying to hold the tears back,

and my fingers cramped from it's current position.

The yelling and pounding stopped.

It was silent

and I could hear every whisper in my mind

and feel every jolt in my body.

I was now on autopilot.

My fingers gingerly opened up the crumpled slip of paper

before I dialed Lucas' number.

My body was shaking

as I took in uneven breaths

and let out uneven whimpers.

Hello?

His deep voice cut through the phone

in confusion.

I dug my fingers into my palms

nearly drawing blood

as the air around me kept climbing in temperature.

Hey, Luke.

I whispered.

It's Sarah.

I took in a deep breath as I tightly shut my eyes.

Can you come get me?

My voice cracked

as the flood of tears escaped behind my eyelids.

His words weren't comprehensible

and my mind was in overdrive.

All I knew was,

just moments later,

I was driving away from my house

with a note taped to the counter

and my luggage in the back seat of Lucas' car.

~Sarah