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Tucker shakes his head and walks back to his truck but before climbing up inside he hollers out to me. “You hurt her Collins and even my father won’t stop me from driving over your ass without stopping.”
He then climbs up in his truck slamming the door. Throwing it in reverse he backs up turning in a U, before switching to drive and squealing his tires.
“I got to say, that my boy is not your biggest fan,” Amara’s father chuckles.
“I can see that,” and I hate that it’s this way. Hopefully with time he can accept that she and I are together, considering I’m not going anywhere.
“I do have to second his words though,” He hands me the paper. “Don’t hurt my first born, she’s got me wrapped around her finger and if she cries I get a little angry.” He steps back and holds my stare. “Treat her right son.”
“I will,” I leave Amara’s parents exhausted from only a thirty-minute interaction with her dad and brother. But determined to make things right I make a stop at my place, call my parents to bring them up to speed and hit the road toward Tennessee to find my girl.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-TWO
Amara
“Leah, will you go outside and get the iPhone charger?” Lauren asks from the table, hiding her smile with her hand. “It’s still plugged into the front port.”
“Um, what?” Leah pauses in the living room, mid step.
“Outside in Mar’s car,” Lauren adds, doing all she can to hold back her laughter.
“You can,” she finally responds, “you’re the one that wants it.”
“It’s your charger,” Lauren looks in my direction and I arch a brow. “Mine is fully charged but yours is going dead so I figured you’d want to charge your phone.”
Leah hurries into the kitchen and picks up her phone, waking it she groans. “I’ll just use yours,” she shrugs and of course Lauren has an argument for that too.
“Can’t, remember how mine had a short in the cord?”
Leah nods.
“It finally snapped, severed in two.”
Leah then looks around in a panic, first at me. “I have an Android.” Then she seeks out Claire, “Me too kid, sorry.”
We all watch the scene play out. Leah looks at the door, worries her lip, then looks back to us, and quickly toward the door once more. “I mean, I don’t really need my phone, we’re trying to get away for a girls trip right?” The look on her face isn’t even close to being convincing. She lives on her phone, and she is already feeling its absence.
“It’s in the car,” Lauren adds, “like twenty feet away from the front door.”
“I know, but I really don’t need it.”
Lauren snickers and Leah looks at her. “What?”
“You pretend to be all badass, nothing scares Leah Bennett, but you’re practically pissing yourself thinking about stepping outside of this cabin.”
“I am not,” she argues.
“Are,” Lauren retorts.
Leah squares her shoulders marching across the living room and swings open the door. She steps outside, hits the unlock button on the keys and makes her way to the car.
Opening the door, she reaches inside, then comes back out, holding the charger in the air. We are all standing in the still open door watching her.
She starts sauntering back with a smirk on her face and Lauren points off toward the woods, her mouth falling open in horror and then she screams ‘oh shit Leah, run!’
My normally brave sister screams so loud I swear it could’ve broken glass and runs so fast she almost trips over her feet. She barrels past the three of us, jumping onto a kitchen chair holding a broom, like that will fend off a bear. Her eyes are wide in horror and all the three of us can do, is laugh.
I’m hunched over, holding my ribs, feeling the burn and Claire is on the floor, tears streaming down her face. Lauren has fallen back against the door frame, her head thrown back, practically hyperventilating with her own laughter and this is the best I have felt in days.
