A vague black shadow moves through my room. I try to look better and then I remember what happend last night.
"Luke?" I look at his face which I can't see very clearly, then I look at the place where he slept last night. Empty, clean, he folded the sheets and laid them on the pillow.
"Luke?" I don't get an answer the next moment I see him putting his one leg out of my window.
"Luke, what the hell are you doing?!"
"Sorry Rosie" He puts his other leg out of the window, turns around and disappears.
I run to my window, call his name but he ignores it and walks away. I can't help myself and put my two legs out of the window. I turn around and count to three.
"1" I look down
"2" I look up
"3" I jump.
I try to catch the trellis of our wooden planters. I hurt my fingers a bit but at least I didn't fall on the ground.
As fast I can I climb down and start running to the street.
Left. Right. Again and again.