The days that followed were a painful blur and I didn't see Kieran after that day I left his house.
He didn't call me, not even a text.
Not that I was waiting or anything, it's just that—wasn't he the one begging me not to leave and suddenly he didn't care anymore, like I could just walk out of his life and that was it?
How could he not even reach out at all?
A sigh left my mouth and I shook my head hard enough to make myself dizzy. What the hell was wrong with me, acting like I wanted him to call when I definitely didn't want that, he better not reach out or I'd block his number immediately or maybe even file a police report against him for harassment!
To think he'd tried to guilt me by cutting himself on that glass and if his mom hadn't come in with the news about his father that might have actually worked on me.
But what if he tried to harm himself again?
