Where is she?

"Grace..." Mom's sad voice penetrates through the door, "will you open up?" What would she want with me? I'm just a disappointment and she knows it, she's the one pointing it out.

Despite this, I get up and turn my lamp on. I walk over to the door and unlock it, but sit there a few seconds. Is she going to barge in like usual? Well, no. She doesn't, so I open the door. She's there, holding Shawn. Of course.

"Grace," She starts, but I know she doesn't want to continue. She's got too much pride for that. "I-" she just cuts herself off and stops. She sighs and hands over the cat. She just leaves. And I leave it at that.

I shut the door and gently lay Shawn on my bed. I turn the lamp off and pick up the cat again. I get under the covers and set him down. He jumps onto mu stomach and just curls up into a ball. He lays his head down, his face is towards me, eyes open. His big green eyes stare at me before he falls asleep but in a loving way. I gently scratch his head and he closes his eyes. He falls asleep, but I still don't feel tired.

I hear my alarm go off, the cat jumps awake. I set Shawn beside me and sat up, grabbing my phone. I dismiss it and he goes back to sleep. I walk to my door and lock it again. I get changed and grab my backpack, but I can't leave Shawn in my room. I grab him, startling him awake again. I'm sorry kitty!

And yet again, I set him on Dad's chair and put my shoes on. I don't see Mom, but I don't look for her or the breakfast she might've left out. I don't care, I don't trust her.

I step out, but for once Laureen isn't here yet. I got ready as fast as I could, so there's technically a minute or two left. But that doesn't matter, she could've woke up late or had a rough night too. It's nothing to worry about. Right?

It's been five minutes and she's still not here. I'm starting to get a little worried, but it'll be fine. I hope. Well, that's all I can do. Hope. I just sit on my porch, waiting. I'm not going back in, I'd rather pretend I'm at school. I don't want to see her, the one with an emotionless gaze.

It's been another five minutes and still nothing. I'm worried now, I'm starting to panic. Why is she taking so long? Did something happen to her? No, she'll be fine in the end. She's strong and resilient, she can do anything. But I still can't stop wondering...

It's been another five minutes. Fuck it, I'm walking. No to school, but her place. I don't know where she lives, but the direction it's good enough, right? I need to make sure she's ok. I don't want another friend in the hospital. So I stand up and start walking. I could probably walk about a block, but would I need to turn? All I know is that she lives farther away from school, so what do I do? Make sure she's ok or get to school on time? I'm already bad at deciding, it doesn't help that she could be in danger or fine. Do I actually want to risk it? Yes, I do. I'm not turning back now, I need to know if she's ok.

I walk a block, now what? do I turn or go straight? If I turn, which way? Left or right? I need to find her, which can be quite difficult. However, it's not that difficult anymore. I see her car, it's coming this way! But...something seems off...she's going fast. Really fast, she's speeding. She doesn't live that far off, and she looks terrified. Why? What's wrong. I want to ask her, but I don't get the chance to. As she's driving towards me, she doesn't go past me or stops. Instead, another car pulls out in front of me, hitting her car nearly feet away from me. They t-boned, and I fall to the ground from the impact. The world goes black.