The Blake Project: Book 2

Chapter 20

Emma's POV

I peered out the front window and sighed as I watched Blake sit on the bottom step of the porch, smoking his third cigarette of the hour.

He's been out there for almost two days. The only time he came in was to pee at three a.m.

"If he won't come in then go to him" Megan suggested from across the room

I tore my eyes away from Blake and stared at my friend who was flipping through the channels on the TV.

"He's so stubborn" I mumbled

"Just go sit with him" Meg said, stopping the news.

"And say what? 'Oh don't worry even though both Lola and Henry are gone we still have each other?'" I said making Megan roll her eyes.

"I was thinking you could just keep him company. You can't really say anything in a situation like this." Megan said getting up from Eric's couch.

"Fine" I said walking over to my shoes and slid then on.

I opened the heavy front door and took two steps towards Blake who kept looking straight ahead.

I sat down next to him and began to watch him smoke his cigarette.

"Where's your jacket?" Blake asked glancing down at my bare arms.

"Inside" I said before grabbing his free hand

"Go get a coat, you're going to get hyperthermia or something" Blake sighed

"It's not that cold out Blake." I said even though I was getting a little bit cold.

"Here" Blake said before slipping off one of his jackets and placed it over my shoulders.

"Thanks" I said and smiled when he reached out to grab my hand once again.

"He should've come back by now" Blake said blowing out smoke

"Maybe he found her" I said squeezing his hand.

"Maybe, but I'm going to go find them tonight." Blake said inhaling more smoke

"Let me guess, you're going to make me stay here and wait" I mumbled knowing that he would never allow me to go.

"And then you're going to sneak out and get yourself hurt" Blake added throwing his cigarette on the ground.

I stayed quite knowing not to get Blake mad. I watched as he pulled out his pack of cigarettes out his coat pocket and pull another cigarette.

"When are you going to start quitting?" I asked scrunching my nose at the sight of him lighting it.

"When I'm finally stress free" he mumbled placing the fresh stick in between his teeth.

There was a tiny pause as I stared at his face. God, I miss him so much, the old Blake. The one that used to goof around with me after school and make my stomach do flips. This Blake is a mess, I wish I could fix all his worries; but it's not that simple.

"I miss you" I whispered making him smile softly.

"I miss you too" he said bringing me towards him so that my head sat on his shoulder.

"When are you leaving?" I asked

"Frank is going to call me soon and let me know. He's been out all day trying to get some information. I would be too but I have a feeling someone is after me." He answered

"Do you know who?" I asked making him shake his head

"I thought I did last night, I told Henry who I thought it was but now I'm not sure. If it was the guy I thought, Henry should've came home." Blake said furrowing his eyebrows