The sun emerged, leaving the shadows of the clouds giving the world light and early morning vitamins. My alarm rang so loud making sure it woke me up as if I personally told it I was sneaking back to school.
I was dressed and successfully I made it to the door without waking him. As my hand grabbed the door knob, I froze, my conscience hit hard. I didn't even say thank you for accommodating me at least, I'm leaving without truly confirming if he was in support of killing me, how he was going to feel to wake up and not see me. Regardless I suppressed it and without looking back I—
“Leaving?” I heard his voice. Dry and dull you could tell he was just waking. Feeling guilty I refused to turn to face him. I guess the only way I could talk to him now was backing him.
“If you were going back
