“I went to look for him and couldn’t find him. When I looked outside, his car was gone. I don’t know what happened.”
“But you have a guess,” I say, seeing it in her eyes before she can cover it up.
“I thought that maybe he hooked up with some girl and drunkenly forgot or something. He’s mentioned a girl that he‘s in love with so I thought that maybe they ended finding each other or something. Why are you getting so worked up about this? I’m fine and it’s not your problem.”
“It’s very much my problem when I hear you scream out the way you did and find what I did. Especially when someone was supposed to be responsible for making sure you got home safe and failed in every fucking sense of the word,” I snap, hearing her chair crack with the pressure that my hands had started gripping it with.