Shadow walkers

chapter three

Kaleb pulls over as Kalen finally answers his phone on the fourth call, sounding out of breath and happy. “Hey, what’s up? You get your girl?”

“She took off. I was talking to her in the diner, the one off of fifth. Her and that guy had a falling out it seems. We were chatting, having some food, then something spooked her and she took off and I have no idea where she is, The damn snow is so bad I can’t see for shit.” pulling over onto the side of the road, growling hearing giggling and kissing. “Kalen! Did u hear a word I just said?!”

“What the hell do you want me to do Kaleb? You said it yourself, the storm is bad. You shouldn’t be out in it; you should have come home with me like I told you too.”

“My mate is out there somewhere in this, she could be hurt or lost or worse! You tell me you wouldn’t be out in this if it was Izzy!” frowning waiting for him to say something, hearing him breathing on the other end of the phone. Knowing he was staring at Izzy sprawled on the bed beside him, most likely asleep from exerting so much energy with banging Kalen. Imagining himself in the same position his brother was in, seeing Natasha with her hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her head like a halo, her skin flushed pink and glowing from making love to him. “Take your car back to the diner Kaleb. I’ll meet you there with the truck, it has four-wheel drive. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

“Thank you... I owe you big time, and I will make this up to you I swear.” turning his car around heading back to the diner driving slowly, his windshield wipers going at full speed. “Damn right you owe me man… you owe me bigger then you can imagine. I’ll see you soon.” His phone clicking as Kalen hangs up. “Yeah I do…” Tossing his phone onto the seat with his sunglasses, pulling into a parking spot sighing putting his head against the wheel closing his eyes, trying not to imagine the worst.

Natasha drove down the deserted street in her old blue, beat up Volkswagen bug, not realizing how fast she was actually going. Still rubbing her tongue over her gums, wondering what the sharp pain she had felt earlier was. Trying to keep her thoughts off that and Kaleb and focus on the road. Wondering what his eyes looked like behind his glasses, picturing his full lips and how they would feel against her own, or against her skin... Would they be rough or soft…? And his hands… Those she knew would have to be rough against her soft skin. Shaking her head, trying to clear it of him, her car swerving starting to slide off the road toward a steep embankment. “No, no, no!” Screaming bracing herself as it slides down doing one flip knocking her head in ten different directions, a hit from the steering wheel knocking her unconscious, the car slamming to a stop as it hits a tree.