165. Quietly

If it’s any other time, I would be mortified at having left the house in nothing but a t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants with a pair of cracks on my feet. I don’t even feel the chill in the evening as I rush towards the car my father had decided to drive rather than use a driver until Gerald comes behind me, looking utterly exasperated with it all while looking worried, which results in a strange expression overall.

“Jace, for the love of God take your wallet and your phone! What if Coraline tries to contact you out of wherever she is? Also, wear these socks, we don’t want you ending up sick on top of it all!” he shoves everything he’d just named at my hands, huffing under his breath about stupid friends and their kids as he rushed past me.

“Right, sorry,” I reply quietly, feeling emotions swell within me, and follow him to the car Gerald gets in the passenger seat next to my father rather than me like usual, but this time I’m thankful for that, because there are currently tears runn
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