Would they Believe it?

as reply to phone vibrates as Sean Don cooks eggs

“Yo will be back in like 8 hours. Lol”

“Could you pick me up? Just gunna be at  airport.”

The texts Jack sent while waiting for his flight. He saw one tick mark then two. They were sent. He was nervous of the reply, but it had to be done. He would have to switch his phone off soon. He could just deal with the consequences if not. 

He looked it up it would only be a 3 hour walk home. Through the city near the highway wasn’t the best, but he could do it. He didn’t have a suitcase now had dumped that too. 

He was nervous still. Possibly everything now was just hitting him. What he’d done. His life for the past week had seemed so far away and now he was forced again to evaluate it. 

His roommate is gunna be pissed he thought and his friends. His face flushed. He realised he hadn’t eaten anything yet that day. Navigating  the trains was enough, there was even a worry he had the wrong flight time. His phones battery already now was low. He just kept checking it. Still no word from his roommate or anyone. Would they believe it?