Chapter 23

I stood across from a door, an ordinary door, there was nothing special about it. It was what was behind that mattered.

"Dustin?" I called out, for the 10th time. I sighed when I heard no reply, and slid down to the ground by his door.

I had really messed up this time.

And though his ignoring me was a clear sign that he was mad at me, it wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that I could feel it. I could feel him hurting, right in my chest and god it was awful.

He was hurting badly.

Maybe I was too.

I wasn't sure how many times I had come by, always hoping he would change his mind and open the door. But it never happened. It didn't matter how long I was there for, how many times I called his name. Nothing.

With a sigh, I brought myself to my feet, leaning my forehead against the door for a moment before turning away.

I didn't exactly want to admit it, but there may have been a small tear that ran down my cheek.

I didn't know what to do.

Sure, I'd been in arguments with him before