(I'm writing this on the spot with no ideas or any motivation. I just think something needs to be uploaded.)
It wasn't every day that Kayla felt like this, but it seemed to be the case more frequently than ever before.
Everyone has those days when they want nothing but to lay in bed and soak in their thoughts.
Well, this will be the third time this week that Kayla has just sat in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin, the phone unplugged from its outlet, and the curtains drawn over the windows.
It wasn't all too surprising that Fred hadn't made his way over to the house considering that he hasn't answered Kayla's phone calls for the past two weeks. Kayla took it that he was still mad at her for what happened at The Empire.
Kayla had not seen the look on his face, but Tom had. Later, when Kayla stopped on the sidewalk after running after Fred, but to not avail, for his strides were too long and he refused to turn back as she called his name, Tom said there is no use trying to beg for his forgiveness.
