"This isn't you Cade." My voice is small.
I don't know if I'll ever understand why he suddenly changed, but I'm grateful he did. Whatever happened to him is a benefit to what is happening to us right now.
Cade tucks the strands of my hair that fall...
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The city lights reflects on the windshield, while the cold breeze emanates through the rolled down car windows, fanning the side of my face. The faster I drive, the more I feel impatient to see my girl.
Now I know why Freya couldn't hold eye contact with me for long. She didn't want me to see the emotions behind her eyes. The emotions she feels for me.
I'm trying my best to not drive like I'm in a motor race with no opponent, but the thought of seeing Freya and letting everything out is pushing me to do so.
Every word she's ever said to me, the way she looks at me, the way her body responds to me, they were all signs of her feelings for me.
How did I not figure it out sooner?
"I know how you see me Cade, but I'm not your baby sister and I definitely don't need to be treated like one."
I've been wondering why Freya said those words to me and now I know why. She thinks I see her like a child, because of my way of showing her that I care for and about her.
I saw how hurt she looked behind that anger today. It's the same as the other days when we would get into a fight.
I remember how cold she turned to me when I went to tutor her both times at her home this week. Behind that cold, hurt and angered exterior she puts up, I'm now realising it was a facade.
It was a cover up, so I wouldn't see her true feelings.
Freya doesn't know how I see her. She has easily become everything to me and the crazy part is that I'm just figuring all this out.
I take a right turn to another road, muting out the loud car honks and cusses from drivers as I increase my speed, driving through spaces between other cars.
If I could teleport to Freya, I would.
"Friends don't corner each other at the walls. Friends don't stare at each other the way we do."
Those words alone should've told me what Freya truly feels. Fuck! How was I so clueless?
I press hard on the honk for cars to move aside, getting more and more restless. Finally getting the freedom from loads of cars driving on the highway, the force of my impatience makes me drive in a speed considered illegal.
I mindlessly start tapping my fingers on the steering wheel, feeling a bit of nervousness rising up in me. With the reality and realisation that I'm getting closer to Freya's house, makes my heart start beating like a drum in my ear.
Why am I getting nervous all of a sudden?
This Cade never gets anxious over anything or anyone. I'm usually more direct, care-free, over confident. Maybe even a little bit cocky and inconsiderate.
