She was calling him constantly, roaming outside of the college, but he wasn't responding to her, and this was causing her tremendous pain.
My Kiddo: He hugged me. What was my fault? Please, come back.
She texted him.
After an hour, he finally answered her call. "I don't want to talk to you right now; do you not understand that?" Mechanically, tears streamed down her cheeks as he yelled at her. She could bear anything in this world except his rage.
"Cole," before she could say something, he disconnected the call. He had no clue that, because of his anger, he was hurting his kiddo without any fault of hers.
"I have to pacify him anyhow because I just can't afford to lose him." She murmured, wiping off her tears.
She booked a cab and reached his apartment in no time. Her face hung down as she found his apartment was locked.
"Cole, please talk to me. I can't take your anger, it hurts me. Please, come back. I'm waiting at your place." While sobbing, she sent him a voice note via W*****
