Don't leave Me

6:20pm

I started to get hungry and low on fuel, so I stopped at a petrol station and filled up the tank, before grabbing some white chocolate-raspberry cookies and a Dr Pepper.

I sat in my BMW and ate a cookie, trying to figure out where I would go, because going home was just simply not an option. I started to get cold, even with the heating on, so I grabbed a hoodie out of my bag.

The first thing I pulled out, was my wife's purple hoodie. I hadn't even realised I'd packed this. I rooted through the rest of my bag, but this was the only thing I had, so I reluctantly pulled it on and sighed.

I got back in the car and sat in silence for a moment, before putting on some music and leaving the petrol station to find somewhere to stay.

I refused to ask my parents for any help. They had never been supportive of Wilhelmina and I and this would just solidify their opinions, so I kept driving past their houses.

I had a friend called Ally, but I wasn't in the mood to face her wife, who I swear was in a cult, or to have to play music for her son Ozzy all night. Don't get me wrong, I love the kid but after a while, hearing the words "please just one more song aunty y/n" gets a little tiring.

My phone rang again. I kept driving.