Incomplete

Chapter 42, Lacey

"No!" I whisper at my phone. I search for Alex's name and call him back.

He doesn't answer.

"Shit. Shit. Shit." I mutter, trying, once again, to call him.

No answer.

I groan loudly, burying my head in my hands. I am such an idiot. I should've called him right away and told him what had happened.

And now... oh god.

"What did he say?" Liam asks quietly. His voice is filled with concern.

I lift my head to look at him. His eyes are scanning mine for answers.

"He heard you in the background and he thought that... you know," I explain.

Liam grimaces at me and bites his lip.

This night couldn't possibly get worse.

"You won't tell him about... what we talked about?" he asks carefully.

"No, no, of course I won't." I can already see where this is going.

"What should I tell him then?" I ask Liam, my words covered in frustration.

Liam shrugs, "I don't know... " he mumbles.

I sigh deeply. Alex isn't going to believe me. Hell, I probably wouldn't believe me either.

"Alex has never looked at somebody like he looks at you," Liam explains, "He doesn't know how to handle emotional stuff, speaking from experience with him."

I shrug. "Maybe I should just let him cool down tonight and then talk to him tomorrow."

"Um okay, I should probably go then..."

"Yeah, sure."

Liam stands up from the chair and walks over to my bedroom door. "I'll find my way out," he says and disappears.

~

I have trouble sleeping during the night. I keep thinking about how I should explain everything to Alex. When I wake up the next morning, I'm not any less tired than I was yesterday.

I make my way to the kitchen where my dad's already sitting at the table. He looks up at me when I take a seat next to him.

"Wanna tell me what happened yesterday?" he asks.

So I do. I tell him, leaving out a few details that he doesn't need to know about.

"So that explains your dress then..," he concludes. I just nod and drag myself out of the chair.

"I have to go and try to clean up some of the mess," I tell him.

"Okay, good luck honey."

I grab the car keys and walk out of the building. The morning sun warms my skin as I enter the car and drive off. I'm still not sure what I should say. The truth, I guess, as much as I can.

After a while I reach his house. The garage is open and I notice that their black car is parked inside of it. I park my car on the driveway and make my way to the front door.

Before I ring the doorbell I take a deep breath. My hands are practically shaking from nervousness.

Then I ring the doorbell.

Alex doesn't open it though. Instead I'm greeted by his little brother. "Hello Lacey," Jonathan says casually.

"Hi, is Alex home?" I ask carefully.

"Nope, he didn't come home for the night," he explains.

What?

"He usually shows up at this time so you can wait in the kitchen if you want," he then adds.