Bab 31: 32

"Oh my God. Pete, is she furious? Can I borrow your phone? I need to call her right this instant." I say slurring my words.

"Livie, calm down. I called her when you were asleep. She did freaked out when she couldn't find you anywhere, the fact that you left your things and your car...she was afraid that something might have happened to you."

My God, I should have talked to her, but the thing is, I don't want to talk to anyone. What kind of friend am I? I covered my face with my hands. The feeling of betrayal plunge me to the bottomless pit, making my stomach churn, my lungs doesn't seem like functioning anymore, and I couldn't breathe properly. She was freaking out while I, I thought of myself only when there were people, people who cared about me and I, I just push them away. It's becoming a habit of mine lately. Pushing people who has always been there for me.