I knock on his door. I knew it wouldn't do any good but I decided to try anyways. My bomber jacket is only doing so much for me in this weather, the least I need is some warmth. I glance around the back of the house checking if the house lights will cut on and alarm someone. Nothing. My breathing is apparent thanks to the temperature and my face is probably red as blood.
knocking for what seems like forever pays off when Nash answers the door. I smile sheepishly at him.
"What do you want?" He asks, hair a bloody mess, a shirt way too loose and a pair of briefs.
"It's time to go." I remind him. He sighs and beckons me in. I keep my hands in my pocket, afraid they might fall off if I don't. We walk into the living room and he claps the lights on then starts putting on a pair of sweats and a hoodie.
"That's mine." I announce, and he chuckles pulling it over his head. He turns around to me.
"you never asked for it back." Nash says knowingly. I nod and we start heading towards the door near the other side of his house where the garage is.
"I didn't think I'd need to."
He just laughs and sticks a piece of gum in his mouth. I notice he doesn't have a bag with him which is kind of weird. Going on a mini road trip might call for some clothes. Either way, I don't say anything. Nash always seems to know what he's doing.
He grabs his car keys and we hop in and leave his house. I don't know if his parents know he's coming with me but it should be fine.
"You're an absolute godsend." I tell him from the passenger seat. He looks over at me swiftly, jaw clenching repeatedly from chewing on the gum.
"Eh," He mumbles. "i guess you could say that." Nash starts the gps and type the address. When he catches sight of it he looks vaguely surprised.
"and you're sure you want to do this, Cam?" It sounded like more of a statement than a question. Either way I nodded. I need to find out what I have to my name.
"I know there's something left for me. There has to be." I don't want to stress myself about this. I try to talk about it the least I possibly can. But I know I inherited something. Even if it's a nickel, there's something there for me.
"Ok," He responds but I know he has more to say. There's a long way to where I need to be and it's only 12am. I wish time would go faster.
