Chapter 20 - November 4, 2017 - Royce The rain splashed the window panes as I turned another page of To Kill a Mockingbird. I decided to have a look at the window, since the rain was a sight I thought to see. But I saw something else. Wait, what? Is that Tempest?! I watched the figure as it sprinted, or appeared to. The shape began to slow down and I looked away. I tried to concentrate on reading, but nothing really helped. After a bit, I decided to have a look. True, it wasn’t my business, but curiosity had gotten the better of me. I managed to get out with only General knowing. I actually told her I was going to run some errands, but I knew very well that wasn’t the case. I hadn’t lied in a while, but this really was my only escape. I just wanted to see what was up with Tempest, as much as I hated to admit it to myself. Tempest just didn’t normally do that. There had to be a reason why she seemed to be running frantically, as if she were being chased. I slipped my jacket on and left. The immediate moment I left the house, I had butterflies all throughout my stomach and I really wished I hadn’t lied to Genesis. First time in a while, last in a longer while, I reminded myself. But there was another reason for my angst. Please let Tempest be okay. Please, please, please. I walked a little faster, both because of my underlying worries and because of the rain. More so the first. I hummed a little along the way to distract myself, but I refocused once I had seen Tempest’s house, ‘the larger sized gray one at the corner, about half a block down’, as Genesis had described to me a few too many times. Tempest and Genesis’ closeness would be helpful of harmful at this point. I knocked at the nearest window, knowing that Tempest probably wouldn’t want me inside her house just yet. The thought ran through my mind again. Please be okay.
