Amaya’s P.O.V
Something was wrong, really wrong…I could feel it in my gut and with Joe not taking his classes until further notice as we were informed. I know he told me not to worry but him saying that and the events of the day were making me worry more. I tried my best to get through my classes by lunch I couldn’t take anymore. I told my Professor’s I was not feeling good and had to go home, would catch up with the work when I got back, thankfully they believed me. I got a cab, heading straight over to Joe’s to find out what the hell was going on. I never even knocked, instead, I walked straight in.
“Joe where are you?” I called out
My question was answered when I hear him playing the piano, he was in his music room. I headed through to him. He was sat at the piano, lost in his own
