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Chapter Twenty-Eight: You're As Lickable As Your Ice-Cream Namesake

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: You're As Lickable As Your Ice-Cream Namesake

He's gone. I know this even before I open my eyes and face what has suddenly become a horrible day. We all have the basic senses right? Sight, smell, taste, touch and hearing. While these five things continue to fail me on a daily basis, I've developed a new sense that has yet to disappoint.

It's the Cole sensor.

Seriously it even freaks me out at times. When he's nearby there's a hum of electricity in the air. My nerves are on high alert and whether or not I choose to acknowledge it, a part of me knows that he's there. Every single bit that I consist of is attuned to his presence. The Cole sensor is as freaky as it is a godsend. It gives you the kind of thrill you get when the rollercoaster suddenly dips. It's a feeling that can only be matched by free fall.

And right now, I'm horribly attached to solid ground.

I pat the space next to me, refusing to acknowledge something I already know. He's not here. He left. He came brokenhearted and trashed out of his mind yesterday and slept with me in his arms and now he's gone.

I roll over onto my back and stare at the ceiling, blinking back tears. It's not hard to convince myself that I'm just being melodramatic. After all it's not like we had this major relationship breaking argument. We just had a minor misunderstanding which needs to be cleared immediately.

The thought forces me out of bed thus preventing me from moping around all day, eating my weight in ice cream. Old Tessa would have no problem doing that since it was the norm for her. But I'm so sick of being the helpless little girl who always needs to be rescued. How many times has Cole put himself out there for me? How many times has he braved his fears and been honest? So yes, it's the least I could do for him.

A sort of determination leads me through the process of getting ready. I wear an outfit he loves, skinny well fitted, dark wash jeans and a white top with lace detailing. It's pretty, feminine and simple and it's what Cole likes best so I'd wear a garbage bag if I had to. I need everything to be on my side today if we're ever to get past the catastrophe that was yesterday.

Before leaving, I check on Beth. She's asleep but what's surprising is the fact that Travis is in the bed with her. He's been sleeping in his own room because Beth wouldn't' let any one of us stay with her but that seems to have changed now. I smile as I watch them. Both are on their sides, facing each other. Their hands are joined, between their two bodies and it's like they fell asleep just talking.

I suddenly miss Cole so much that it's staggering.

Not even bothering with breakfast, I fly down the stairs and rush outside my house. The five minute walk seems like eternity but I finally make it. Huffing and completely out of breath since I ran all the while, I ring the door bell.

I have just enough time to stop looking like a panting dog before the door opens. I try to hide the disappointment when I see Cassandra. Its okay, I tell myself. Cole must be asleep or trying to get rid of the hangover from hell right now. He won't be waiting for me, dying to open the door when I show up.

It's all good.

"Hey honey. Come on in." Cassandra smiles at me kindly and lets me in. Taking me by surprise, she engulfs me in a warm hug and I hug her back. She's been such a rock for me lately. Not just me in fact. She's helped Beth in whatever way she could. The hospital is such a blur to all of us but I remember her taking care of Beth and allowing her to deal with her grief while understanding that she couldn't have done anything to help Marie.