What Will Be (Chibs and Juice)

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Juan drove and drove, focusing on the white and yellow lines speeding past in front of him. It was late and he was starting to second guess his unplanned idea, as he was trying to remember the turns he needed to take. He hadn't told anyone where he was going, his phone was dead, he just knew Tig would be losing his mind. He'd have to call him when he settled, come up with some story about being in Lodi with Jessie. His mind felt clearer as he drove on, the vibrations of the bike grounded him, his thoughts stopped spinning so much into derailment. He just needed to get to the house, their secret space, he'd feel better if he made it there.

Finally after four hours of unplanned riding he turned down a street that looked familiar, Promised Land restaurant was on his left, he knew he was close. His body was vibrating on its on from the distance when he pulled into the driveway finally.
Dismounting his bike he stretched, trying to get his land legs working again.

Shit he mumbled to himself realizing he didn't have a key. He'd have to break into the place, which was not high on his list of things to do. He took a moment to think, surely he'd have a spare somewhere. He walked through the gate and into the back yard, hoping he didn't look too suspicious to anyone else lurking around.

In the corner of the patio was a plant in a bucket, a bit obvious Juice thought but it was worth a shot. He lifted the pot slightly and was disappointed when there was no key. He let the plant fall carelessly back into place, some soil falling onto the patio, he then noticed something shimmer in the flood light.

Hallelujah! He whisper exclaimed to himself as he picked the key up. He made his way inside and out to the garage so he could hide his bike. His phone was plugged up on the counter and he was ready to settle himself.

He started the water in the bath, and stripped off his clothes. He ran downstairs as fast as he could to check his phone, sure enough he had messages from Tig and Jessie. There went that plan, he figured he'd call her first. He pressed send as he went back into the bathroom.

"Hey Jessie. What's up?" He tried to sound casual slipping into the water.

"Hey. I was just calling to check on you. I came by TM but you left in a hurry."

Juice sighed, the warmth of the bath engulfing him. "Yeah. Just wanted to be alone for a bit."

"That's cool. You didn't go to your apartment, I went by there on my way home just to check. Are you avoiding me?"

He sloshed the water as he sat up quickly, Jessie giggled. "Gosh no! I just knew Tig would go to my apartment so I didn't go there. Where are you now anyway?"

"Are you in the bath? You could've just said so, you can call me later. I'm at home now. Told Tig I'd try to call ya, when we got to your place and you weren't there."

"I can talk now, I'm not doing nothing bad. Just soaking makes me feel better. Is Tig pissed? I was gonna tell him I was at your place."

"No one said it was bad ya know. Do what you do. He's not pissed so much as he is worried. Of course he won't say that. But the way he kept running his hands through his hair, and looking around as if you were just gonna pop out somewhere says he is worried. He must've said "okay" five hundred times in ten minutes. He went to check Chibs, some reason he thought you'd go there." She hinted to him that she was figuring him out via clues, with the lilt in her voice.

Juice chuckled quietly. "Yeah I thought about it but it would be too obvious. Can I tell him I'm with you? I just don't want to say where I am. I'm totally safe though."

"No reason I should be worried about you?" She asked quietly.

"No Jessie and I told you I didn't mean to do that. I'm not even drinking right now. I'm literally in the bath. I'll send you a pic to prove it!"