Car Pool {c.h.}

1.8

i didn't sleep anymore. it wasn't just the passing of my dear zoe, but the realization of my dull life and the constant boredom. as a child, i had always hoped for more. perhaps a beach house, with my husband and our kids and dogs. maybe i would still be playing my violin. and then i would be content.

life had turned out the quiet opposite for me. i worked in a damn coffee shop. i didn't have a car to drive myself around. my sister killed my dog, and i still have to go to her dumb wedding. and i was dating a guy, a nice and beautiful guys, but it was going nowhere.

i turned onto my side to face a snoring calum. calum and luke were saving their money to start their music shop. they hadn't gotten far.

the phone rings, my father. i pick up quickly so cal doesn't wake.

"pops?"

"hey sweet girl!"

"yes, what's up?"

"just headed home from a long shift at the factory, was thinking of you."

"it is late, but thanks for always remembering me" i scoff, since my parents always put my sister first.

"quinn said she saw you recently?"

"yeah, did she mention the part were she killed zoe?"

"no, i'm sure it's not her fault. i am sorry to hear."

"thanks, but it is her fault. she gave my dog her drugs."

"don't blame your sister, esme. "

there was silence, calum's snoring interrupting every so often.

"she said you had a boy over."

"yeah?"

"well tell me about him!"

"i think i'm going to end it." calum tosses over, still asleep.

"oh no, why?"

"i want to get out of town. just want to run."

"esme, if you like him, you'll regret it."

"i know the consequences of my actions."

"esme, i mean it. i will see you at the wedding. maybe you could bring the boy by."

the call ends and i breath out heavily. calum tosses again, this time his eyes fluttering open.

"you want to leave me?"