My body shivers with each step I take. The heavy rain had slowed to a light drizzle now, the water misting over my face with the wind. The clothes on my body weighed me down heavily, each step I took feeling as if I was carrying fifty pounds.

When I can't walk anymore, I trail over to the edge of the sidewalk and plop down on the curb. My teeth chatter so harshly I'm scared they'll break at any given point. I look around me for the first time since leaving Sebastian's house and walked aimlessly. My body tenses as I don't recognize the landmarks. Now elderwood isn't a large town, but that doesn't mean the town isn't still divided. Like I'm in the rich part of town and the only time I'm here is to go to Sebastian's house.

Across from me is a single house. I look to the direction I had just come from to see the houses had grown more spaced out now. I hope I didn't reach the edge of town. I wouldn't say Sebastian's neighborhood is close to the border, but I had been walking for so long and I really don't think I could walk back.

Sighing in relief, I pull my phone out once I remember that I do have one. Feeling like an idiot, I dial the first number I see. Micah's. Looks like she had been the last person to text me today and I hadn't even looked at it.

"What's up, babe?" Micah answers on the first ring, cheer in her voice.

"Micah?" I call out hesitantly as if I'm testing the waters. "Can you come get me?"

"Hold on, Em." Micah says. I hear shuffling on the other end then the sound of a door slamming. "Where are you?"

I look around before getting up when I see no street signs. Deciding to go back the way I came, I begin walking. It's a good thing I did because I then see a turn that leads to a dead end but a road sign at the corner.

"Palmer Street." I tell her softly. "I'm in Sebastian's neighborhood somewhere, but I don't know where. I can't...I don't know, Micah. Please come get me."

"Okay, calm down, Em." She tells me. Her voice is soothing like a lullaby. "I'm on my way, I promise. Just stay on the phone with me."

"Okay."

* * *

I look up when a car stops next to me, my face having previously been in my knees. The rain had completely stopped now. It had left behind a thick fog, shadowing everything in a far distance. By now a cold would've started setting in from being out in this weather. My clothes were stuck to my body and my hair was matted to my forehead. With my luck, I'll probably get pneumonia.

My eyes squinted as the sound of a car door slamming was heard. My heart sped up at the possibility of this being a random stranger. Hopefully it was Mich coming to rescue me and not some creep coming to kidnap me.

My prayers are answered s her raspy voice is heard. "Em!" She exclaims as she steps to to me. Micah stares at me in concern before and kneels in front of me.

"Why are you out here alone?" She questions. I could see the cogs turning in her head and I can tell she wants to ask something else, but something in my face must've stopped her. "Come on, let's get you in the warmth."

Micah reaches for me. I feel her arms wrap under my arms before she helps me stand from the sidewalk. My legs are asleep and soon I feel the infamous pins and needles. With a wince, and the help of Micah, I stumble my way to the passengers side of the car. I think I mumble an apology, just now realizing I'm soaked and her seats are suede instead of leather

Micah closes the door behind me before she rushes to the drivers side. She pulls the door open and takes her seat, her hand shooting to the controls of her car. Soon heat is blasting out, warming my body up, thankfully. I hadn't realized how cold it was until now. Violent shivers run through my body, my teeth chattering loudly.

Micah begins driving, occasionally glancing over at me in concern. Her lips are set in a small pout as she turns out of the neighborhood.

"Wanna tell me what happened?" She finally breaks the silence.

But I shake my head. Micah can be extreme and no matter how hurt I am, I don't want to expose Sebastian and get him hurt. I do still love him, even if he doesn't feel the same.

With a sigh, Micah nods her head. Afterwards, I think I drift off because I wake up to the car stopping. Slowly sitting up, I feel a throbbing at my temples. A headache has started from all my silly crying. Not only that, but I'm just feeling sick with pain, but I guess a broken heart will do that to you.

I don't bother moving because I know that Micah will want to know how I'm feeling. She'll also probably have some small idea forming in her head.

"Okay, Em. I'm just going to assume that whatever is wrong has something to do with Sebastian." Micah speaks slowly, her hand reaching towards her keys to turn the car off. "You were in his neighborhood and tears are still pouring down your face."

I don't bother saying anything. I hadn't even realized I was still crying. The rain had mixed with my tears and I thought that was that.

"What the hell did he do, Em?" Micah questions, her voice taking on a pleading tone. My eyes trail over to her.

Micah is truly beautiful. She acts all hard on the outside, but I know the real She's a real sweetheart...or maybe it's just to the people she cares about. I blink slowly as I take her in. Black hair, brown eyes, pale skin. That's not the way to describe her. Her hair is as dark as the the night sky, but it has an amazing shine to it, almost like it's glowing. Her brown eyes shine in the sun, lighting them up, and her pale skin is beautiful and it fits her.

"I think we broke up, Micah." I can't help but to share something with her. "He broke my heart."

Just like that, I've started my sobbing once again. When will the tears stop? When will my heart not hurt anymore? Or do I love Sebastian too much to just simply get over it?

"I'm gonna break his pretty, little face." Micah mutters as she pulls me into her. My body is at an awkward angle from the center console in the middle of her car. Not only that, but it's just a small, four door Honda. There's not enough room for this.

"Then I'm gonna smash up his already beat up car. Why the hell does he even own that? His family owns like...all of Elderwood, right?" Micah rants. She shakes her head with a scoff.

"Sebastian is independent." I mumbled. "He wanted to buy something with his own money and not his parents."

"Who cares, that fucker is going to die!"

Though Micah can be extreme, she's a good friend. She'd go to the center of the earth for you if you asked. She's an extremely loyal person. That's why I always think of the day in eighth grade when I had asked to sit with her at lunch. Jenny had been absent and while I had other friends, Micah was new and she was alone..

I'll never forget the look on her face. It was like a mean glare but also surprised at the same time. Her eyes had been widened while her eyebrows had been downcast. Till this day I still laugh at that expression.

"You're such a good friend. Thank you so much, Micah." I press a kiss to her cheek, appreciating her make up free face. I then turn towards the door, getting ready to leave.

"I'm here for you, Emie, okay?" I only offer a nod, turning to glance at her with a small smile.

The next day is a hassle, getting up for school. I've got an ear splitting headache that I know is formed not only from a night of crying, but also having sat outside in the rain. Not only that, but I'm beyond tired. Sebastian's words kept circling around my head all night long, constantly bringing about a new set of tears.

My back is in shambles from sitting criss cross applesauce with an arched back. There's also a painful krook in my neck. I think I might've slept wrong when I finally did get some shut eye. The day is already going downhill and I haven't even reached the top yet.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I look somewhat alive. Before my skin had taken on a disturbing gray tone as if I had been extremely washed out. Now some of the fair color of my skin has returned and I only look like I've acquired a cold, which I have. Light bags are sitting under my eyes, a purplish pink tint to them. My nose is a bit red, but only because I've blown it about a thousand times since waking up. I haven't showered and my hair is slightly greasy. It also looks like my hair has grown some too because I can see my blonde roots peaking through, making it look like I got a terrible reverse ombre job.

I slowly make my way downstairs after getting dressed. Not wanting to feel too restricted, I chose to wear a pair of leggings and a tank top that I covered with a cardigan. Simple and comfortable.

"Oh, baby." My mother says once I walk into the kitchen. She's got a white coffee mug clutched in her hands. "You look terrible. Did you catch a cold?"

"Yeah." I mumbled quietly. Maybe some orange juice will help?

I go to grab a cup, but hear a high pitched honk outside. That can't be Sebastian. Unless he came so we could talk before school. With a small smile on my face, I make my way to the front door, seeing my bag deposited by it. Scooping down to grab it, I ignore how it's still a bit damp.

Pulling the door open, I'm slightly disappointed to see that it's Micah. I should've known.

"Don't look so down, Em. Forget about Sebastian." Micah waves me over. Her words don't even register. Sebastian and I go to the same school. How will I forget him?

With a resigned sigh, I walk over to her car and get in. Outside looks exactly how I feel. Terrible. The sky is gray, the clouds dark and unforgiving. It's all wet out and it makes me hope the weather doesn't suddenly drop. Black ice isn't something I really want to deal with.

As Micah drives, I stare out the window, watching the trees sway with the wind.

Maybe I won't see Sebastian today?

*hey there. Thanks so much for sticking it out this far. I hope you're enjoying the story. What did you guys think of this chapter? A little boring, but hopefully it gave you an insight into Micah's character. Do you guys think Sebastian will be in school? Let me know with a comment and don't forget to vote. I'd love to know what you guys think. Happy reading!*