YANA: It's Now or Never

“Going out, sweetie?” Mom asked, surprised to see me already showered and rummaging my closet for a pair of jeans. I knew she only dropped by my room to remind me of my weekly cleaning duty.

“I’m afraid some of your clothes are still hanging dry outside,” she added, and walked over to my bed to agonize at the mess I’d made.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I was thinking of getting back to that later,” I said over my shoulder then turned back to the business at hand.

“What are you fussing about?” Mom asked, a hint of worry in her voice. I had my back turned to her so I couldn’t see her expression but I could tell she was frowning.

What am I fussing about? For some reason, the question made me stop in my tracks.

Rin’s mad and she doesn’t want to talk and it makes me feel uneasy to the point that I can’t take it anymore. I need to go to her. I need to apologize. Apologize. Apologize.