Waiting on You

Chapter 29

He just stares at me.

I just stare at him.

It was all I could think to do.

Finally, he clears his throat, running his hand through his hair. "You got my letter."

I nod and hold up the paper with the address, which I was now standing at. It was still hard to believe.

There is another silence, and I can't help but feel like I am not wanted, like I was interfering.

"It's good to see you," he whispers, putting his hand on my arm, giving me his sweet careless smile.

"It's good to see you too, Jacob," I reply. For the first time I am not nervous. Awkward, yes, but nervous, no.

"I would invite you in, but my parents are in a meeting with our real estate agent," he admits, rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's okay," I shrug, looking down at my boots. "I just wanted to see you."

Jacob smiles. "Okay."

Looking at him and then back at Jules back in the car, I remember something, a mistake I had made with Jacob back when things were different. I never told the truth.

"Actually," I sigh, lifting my gaze up to his face. "I wanted to talk to you. About some things."

A icy breeze flies past me and I shiver. Pulling my coat tighter around me, I take a step forward.

His eyes graze my body and he cocks his head, studying me. "You're cold."

"A little," I admit.

He steps towards me, his breath a cloud. "Well, since we can't go inside... You wanna go for a drive."

I nod eagerly. "If it will get me out of the cold."

Jacob laughs softly. "Don't worry, it will."

A small smile breaks out on my face and I clench down on my teeth, trying to keep them from chattering. "Okay then."

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Jacob's car was the same as before he left- cluttered, ripped leather seats, and the smell of sandalwood and strawberries constantly hung in the air.

This was the second time tonight that I had driven around in an unfamiliar neighborhood, and I was starting to miss home. Miss my parents. Miss Tucker.

Outside the nights sky had seemed to grow darker and richer, and yet I had become lest scared. There was something about the darkness that comforted me.

Streetlights were stars that seemed as if they were too bright to ever burn out, but I knew that they would. I, of all people, knew that nothing stayed the same.

I had come so close to Jacob, yet we were so far away. There were no words or comforting looks to fill this emptiness, but a chandelier of memories that was just to high to adjust. To fix.

"What did you want to talk about?" Jacob asks out of nowhere. The sudden noise makes me flinch, as if I had just been woken up.

I get the feeling that he had offered up the idea of a car ride so that he wouldn't have to look at me. His eyes stay glued to the rode in front of him, and I notice that we have pulled out of the neighborhood and onto a Main Street going through a town.

"Well," I start, unsure of how to finish. "A lot of things."

He raises his eyebrows. "What kinds of things."

"S-sorry if I'm being weird, I'm just nervous," I tell him, turning my head to look out the window. I look behind the car to see if I could find Juliette sitting in her car outside of Jacob's house but I can't. It is just the two of us.