Roman
The door is locked from the outside.
My stomach curls when I realise that Anton is not inside. He has left. Has he stole from me and vanished again? A part of me knew that he would fail me again so I'm not surprised. Just a little disappointed. At least this time he left the door locked. Richard was right. I should have never brought him to my house and trusted him again.
I grab the keys from my pocket and burst the door open.
I dash to the kitchen and pour myself some tequila. As I sip the liquor, I spot a sticky note stuck on the fridge.
GRABBING SOME GROCERIES TO MAKE LUNCH. I KNOW YOU'RE STARVING. LOVE, YOUR LITTLE BROTHER
That makes me smile. The only thing that has made me smile today. I feel horrible for thinking that he had stolen and vanished again when he just went to
