It's Not What it Looks Like

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(Nick's POV)

Still trying to focus my blurry vision on the road, I couldn't help but glance at Steve, who was sound asleep. That made me grin, knowing that he was finally safe by my side. I shook my head and rubbed my exhausted eyes, trying to regain my energy to maintain my driving. My body was tired as it is, with the unnecessary event that happened today. All I wanted to do was to see my lovely wife one last time, but of course someone had to make it more complicated than that, that someone being Jake of all people. I growled deeply as I clenched the steering wheel.

You had your chance Jake. Why couldn't you just mind your own fucking business? My brows narrowed, glaring at the road ahead of me but I sighed deeply. Maybe Steve is right, maybe I shouldn't do anymore FBI crap. Maybe that's what's been driving my mind insane. Maybe Jess would've said the same thing. I think there's a clear line here. So with that in mind, I started to rethink about the future, more positive this time.

When we got to my place and I parked the car, I looked over at Steve who was still asleep. Sighing cause I knew what I had to do next, even though I was not fond of doing so. But I had no choice, so after I quietly jumped out of my seat and walked over to Steve's side, carefully picking him up and held him close as I closed the door after him. Not surprised, Steve was light as a feather. It was like carrying a baby. As I struggled to unlock my door with my hands tied up, I tried to keep quiet for Steve. Finally succeeding my small task, I opened the door and walked into my small living area once again. I sighed deeply as I closed the door behind me and exhaustingly made my way to the bedroom. Still being as quiet as I could be, I gently placed Steve on the bed where he laid comfortably. This made my body feel more relaxed, knowing that he looked so calm, he definitely deserved it. I quickly leaned over towards his head that was snuggled into the pillow and gave him a peck kiss gently, before letting him sleep in peace as I closed the door behind me.

Making my way towards the kitchen, I felt so much more confident in my situation. Steve has done so much for me, the best I could do for him now was keeping him safe, and I'm going to do just that. Opening the fridge and grabbing another beer, I walked towards the front door and stepped out into the cool air, which made my skin feel so much more refreshed. I took a deep breath, absorbing all of the clean air and exhaled it out slowly. Just take a break, that's all you need for now, I told myself. So I took a couple of steps onto the porch before sitting down on the  small stairs that lead up towards my entrance and placed the beer that I was holding next to me. Already regretting, I couldn't help but take the pack of cigs out of my back pants pocket, took one out and with my handy lighter, fire it up as I brought it to my lips. I knew that I shouldn't do this, but it just felt like the perfect to try to forget all the shit that went down today. Taking a deep breath, inhaling the chemicals that burned my body and letting out a cloud of smoke that formed in front of me in the cold hair, I rested my hand on my knee and took a glance at the dark setting. It was a quiet night, other than the critters that chatted amongst themselves.

Despite the coldness that chilled my body, I loved these kind of nights, just the peaceful atmosphere and relaxing setting let our minds wonder into imagination. During the summer nights, Jess and I would go camping just a few miles away from where we lived. We didn't do tents or anything silly like that, it was more just for relaxation from our busy lives. With me working long nights and Jess always home alone, it was a good time for us to spend quality time together, it was like going out on a date all over again. As we talked about our exciting future that we were anxious to get towards, our hearts were always in sync when we hold each other to keep warm. Watching Jess's face explode with joy made me feel like this could work, we were actually getting somewhere with this couple thing. We were like most couples, we didn't hold hands or kiss in public, we were more like best friends who cared about one another. Some people would mistake us as siblings, but that just made us laugh from the ridiculous assumptions. I don't think anyone could really see how well Jessica and I worked as one, we just magically fit together and that's how it became.

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