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Everything blurred by me as I made my way down the mountainside.
The truck’s engine was muffled and quiet as I raced away from the ranch.
A blackened canvas void of all silvery light stretched above me as I barreled through town.
Hollow.
Strange.
Out of control.
Spiraling into nothingness.
My truck rumbled quietly into Tenley’s parents’ driveway. Not a light was on in the house, the white snow a vacant gray beneath what seemed a moonless sky. Glancing at the clock on my truck’s dashboard, I sighed. It was midnight, of course; she was probably asleep. Especially since her family was no longer invited to the party tomorrow, they hadn’t stayed late to help.
But I needed to see her.
She was my home.
Pulling out my phone, I quickly opened my messages and clicked on the only name that I had any recent texts with.
Come to your front door.I typed, and clicked send.
Then waited.
Nothing. No bubbles popped up letting me know she’d seen it. So I tapped on her contact and called her. It rang and rang, eventually going to voicemail. But I was determined. So I jumped out of my truck and called her again.
And again.
And again.
Walking to her front door, I stepped up the cement porch and called her once more.
It went to voicemail, but a soft light clicked on in the living room and then her name appeared on my phone’s screen. I clicked the green answer button and placed it up to my ear.
“Open your door,” I stated.
“What?” Her voice was soft, quiet, filled with sleepiness.
“Your front door, open it,” I replied quickly, and then heard a lock disengage.
It swung open, and there she stood. Her hair was messy, a little wild from sleep and I couldn’t help but smile at her pajamas. It was a pair of shorts with a matching long sleeve button up. Little elves, Santas, and reindeer danced across them with cute Christmas puns printed between the empty spaces upon a bright red background.
“Weston? What are you doing here? It’s midnight.” She rubbed her eyes and then frowned. “Quit it.”
“Quit what?”
“Looking at me like that. My Grammy gave these jammies to me as an early Christmas gift, and I love them,” she grumbled. Jammies. She’d used the word jammies, and I couldn’t believe that made me fall in love with her even more.
I raised my brows. “I think they look cute on you,” I replied, and she rolled her eyes, but a subtle smile slid across her lips.
“Why aren’t you asleep?” she asked, returning to her earlier question.
“Couldn’t.” I shrugged my shoulders. “And I’m sorry about earlier.”
She sighed. “It’s okay,” she whispered.
I shook my head, the smile falling from my face. The world spun, my vision blurring as I stared at her. It wasn’t okay. None of this was okay, and an ocean of sadness swirled within my stomach. How could she be so calm? How was she not more upset about everything that had just happened? My mom had hurt her too. “Tenley…,” I quietly said, and she stepped to the edge of her door frame.
