Did You Miss Me?

Chapter 4

I carried on staring at my phone for what felt like an eternity. It wasn't until I heard a car's horn blaring at me that I was whipped back into reality. I locked my phone realising that I couldn't come up with a reply, and even if I could it probably wasn't a good idea to send one. How could I have been that stupid to forget Sam worked at the sanctuary as well?

I pulled out back onto the road, realising that I hadn't wasted that much fuel after all. I heard my phone vibrate again, which is when I turned the radio up and put my phone face down on the seat next to me, that way I could neither see or hear it go off, whether it was Sam or Jake. I wasn't really in the right frame of mind to deal with a text from either one of them.

The drive back to Jake's took me far longer than it should have, and I did that entirely on purpose. My mind was filled with images of Sam, and Jake's face when or even if I told him I had a text from him. I still couldn't believe that Sam now had my number, and what's worse is that I didn't respond to his last message.

This was not happening.

When I eventually got to Jake's house I didn't get out of the car straight away, I just sat there, scared to pick up my phone and walk in, worried that I would get questioned on why I hadn't answered any of his texts all day. I picked my phone up to see three missed calls from him, and a few texts. I opened up the texts which all read along the same message

"Jess? You should be here by now, where are you?"

"I'm really worried, call me"

"Why aren't you picking up, baby?"

There was no texts or calls from Sam though which made me a little bit relieved. I had turned up to Jake's an hour late from purposely going slower than normal down the roads, and stopping at every services I could find, even if it was just to have a drink, or buy something small. I'd never been this nervous to see him before, and I felt so bad for purposefully getting there later than I should have. I didn't respond to any text, I just locked my phone and got out of the car. The clock on my phone had said it was past ten at night, so at least I wouldn't have to get my keys out out and unlock the door myself. Jake would still be up, not that I expected he'd have gone to bed until I got there anyway, especially seeing as how worried he apparently was.

I opened the front door carefully to be greeted by a tired Jake sitting on the stairs, staring at me intently. He was mad.

"Why weren't you answering my calls? Texts? Jess you're over an hour late! What the fuck happened?"

I didn't want to answer, he was mad and I understood entirely why he was mad, but this wasn't the time to bring up Sam.

"I'm sorry... Traffic"

"Jess I checked traffic and it was all clear, there was basically nothing on the roads all day"

"You checked on the traffic?"

Part of me wanted to smile because he was so worried about me, but another part of me was kind of mad. I appreciated the fact he was worried about me but why did he have to check the traffic?

"I thought you had an accident! If you're not answering my calls what else am I supposed to think and how else am I supposed to find out?"

I stopped being mad, instead I just wanted to go to bed. It had been a long day of driving, mixed with stress and confusion and I just wanted to sleep.

Jake sighed as he stood up, walked over to me and took my hands. Our arguments never really lasted long, There wasn't anyone who admitted defeat, and we both knew it which just meant that we never bothered arguing because neither one of us would lose.