Part 30

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((ok I'm going to apologize in advance this might not ready that well, I'm back on some morphine based painkillers but I felt the need to update. please bare with me))

I took the flashlight and flicked the switch to test it out then turned it off almost instantly,  had the feeling that he was trying to avoid the subject of a sleep over but decided to let it drop, the last thing I wanted to do was make him more uncomfortable that he seemed to be at the moment.

"so any idea how long this weather is going to last?...I'm going to assume I will be ok to head home on Sunday" I sighed changing the subject to try and distract him from his discomfort.

"Uh...well the blizzard should pass by morning but how long it'll take the snow plough to clear it is anyone's guess...they have priority area's and this little back road probably isn't high on the list" he huffed, the light from his phone suddenly lit up the room, I assumed he was texting family to let them know he was ok.  He looked pretty uncomfortable and was fidgeting a lot, something was definitely bothering him and I wasn't convinced that it was because of having to share a bed with me for the night.

"Dude...it's ok...it's not like we're going to be sharing the same blanket...or naked"

"huh...oh...I know it's just been a really long time since I shared a bed with anyone...and that didn't turn out too well so..." He rubbed the back of his neck and looked back at his phone, I could see his features in the light and he looked like he was on the verge of freaking out as he typed out something.

"You're that bad in bed?" I chuckled, deciding that it might be best if I didn't let on that I was watching him.  I mean we had known each other for about six months but we had only met face to face twice the last thing I wanted was to be seen as creepy.

"What?...No it was for...other reasons" he pulled a face and fidgeted before looking back at his phone.

"Alright"I sighed, obviously his sense of humor is bypassed at the moment "Seeing as there is nothing else to do and we can't go get food, should we just go to sleep?"

"huh?...oh uh...sure man take the torch and go get ready I've got to make a call" He mumbled and I could swear there was a tremble to the light which meant his hands where shaking.  I didn't argue with him, I just grabbed my sweat pants and t-shirt that I used as pajamas's and headed for the bathroom with the torch.  I stood the torch on it's end so that it shone on the ceiling while I got changed, which lit most of the room so that I didn't have to keep moving it. My mind constantly running though ways to try and get Evan to open up to me and tell me what's wrong, but I couldn't think of anything that didn't make me come across as being either clingy or an asshole. I was about to head back out into the room when I heard that he was still talking, I thought I would be nice and wait until he had finished his call before going out there...that was when I heard him pleading and apologizing with who ever was on the other end of the phone and explaining why he wasn't able to get home.  I could feel my anger beginning to build, he shouldn't have  to beg like that to anyone.  I tried to calm myself before I did something I might regret, like storm in there rip the phone out of his hand and give the person on the other end ear ache.   once I'd take a few deep breaths and gotten a hold of myself I opened the door and went back in the room.  Evan only seemed to reply to the person on the other end of the phone with yes' or no's or as few words as possible, Eventually hanging up the phone and looking over at me.

"I'm guessing you heard some  of that" he mumbled sounding embarrassed.

"yeah I heard...everything ok?"I bite the inside of my lip to stop myself from verbally attacking him to make him tell me what was going on.

"it will be...just some pissy people to deal with...broken promises and all that" He sounded normal but without the light from his phone showing me the look on his face I couldn't decide if he was lying to me.

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