BANG

I was just woken up by the loudest bang I have heard in a very long time. At first I thought it was thunder, but after getting up to close the windows I realized it wasn’t raining and there wasn’t another sound afterwards. I thought perhaps the cats knocked something off somewhere, but after a quick inspection of the house nothing that bang-worthy was out of place. I went back to bed and laid there wondering what on earth it could have been. I came up with either a freak clap of thunder or a gunshot.

Then I started thinking about if it was a gunshot. It was so loud it was obviously close.. What if it was my neighbour finally killing his girlfriend, I mean she’d come down here a few times this week covered in bruises. What would I do if he came to the door in a panic wanting to use the phone after killing her? Then I thought omg what if it was some random stranger and they shot Xander on the way to the train station?! How would anyone know to call here, does he have something in his wallet with his address on it? What would I do? Where would I go.. how would I be able to have the whole rest of my life without him? I laid there half asleep almost starting to cry over something that was a part of my half sleeping imagination.

Then I got up.
and phoned him.
He was on the train and had no idea that there even was a bang.

I feel sick to my stomach after even imagining he could be gone… It’s horrible the tricks your mind plays when you are half asleep.

The bang will remain a mystery.