I’ve had a drink or two and don’t want to drive. Please?” he pleaded.
I couldn’t deny him when he begged, and he sounded so sad. I hated to hear him sad. “I’m busy right now, but I can come over in a little bit. Say forty-five minutes?”
I could hear him breathe a sigh of relief on the other end. “Ok, see you soon, and thanks Skyy.”
Now that I was being rushed, I lost all focus on what I wanted to write. I poised the pen over the paper several times and drew a blank. Finally I just decided to be blunt.
Just tell me what you are. What you want with me or from me. If you don’t want to harm me and you trust me, then this shouldn’t be an issue. If it is an issue then please stop contacting me, and leave me alone. I don’t need any more sleepless nights or watching over my shoulder everywhere I go.
Skyy
I folded it up, grabbed my keys and my coat, and decided I should probably bring Cupcake along too, I had no idea how long I might be over at Christian’s tonight and since it was snowing I didn’t know if the roads would be too bad to drive back later tonight.
I placed my letter under the tea light, not bothering to light it. He knew it was there, he knew everything I was doing apparently. I made my way as fast as I could down the walkway to my car, cranked it up, and turned the heater on. I sat in the driveway a few minutes, watching, but knowing that he wouldn’t show himself.
Chapter 3
The drive to Christian’s was worse than expected. The snow was really coming down and my rear wheel drive didn’t handle very well on icy roads. I made it there, slowly but surely in one piece. I walked up the steps to his door, and he opened it before I could even knock.
“I heard you pull up, glad you made it here safe. I didn’t know it was snowing so hard, I’m sorry,” he said as he hugged me and shuffled me inside the house. He seemed to be at least a little bit more sober than when he called earlier.
I took my coat off and set Cupcake down on the floor. He took my coat and put it on the rack near the door. We stood there in awkward silence for about thirty seconds, both of us just watching Cupcake lick the snow off her coat like it was the most interesting thing in the world.
I walked past him into the living room and plopped down onto the couch. For the first time since ninth grade I didn’t know how to act in front of my own best friend. Yeah, things were weird all right. I heard him open the fridge door. “You want a soda or anything?” he called.
“Sure, I’ll take some water if you’ve got any.” He walked back over to the couch and handed me a cold bottle of water as he sat down next to me. I fidgeted with the wrapper on the water bottle for a few moments before the silence became way too awkward. I reached for the TV remote and flicked it on to the weather station.
We had to wait a few moments before they got to the local weather. Looked like most of the New England area was getting hit with a snow storm. Well, it looked like I had no choice but to stay at Christian’s tonight now. So much for spring being right around the corner, I thought as the weatherman predicted up to seven inches in some areas.
“I hope the office closes tomorrow due to the snow", Christian commented, “I could use a three day weekend. Speaking of which, how is your career hunt coming along lately?”
“I’ve got a couple of appointments this week to see some buildings for lease. I’m really in no rush though, it’s nice to just relax and enjoy not having to work right now,” I replied. I had been looking into starting up a small bistro or eatery. People always needed to eat and the area supported tourism very well so I figured it would be a safe gamble.
“Let me know how it goes. I envy you right now, getting to sleep in all the time.” He did have a point, it was nice to sleep in and catch up on a lot of things I didn’t have the time for before. I had gotten a lot of reading done, caught