The streets of Texas were oddly quiet and somewhat unoccupied. Usually, it would be roads filled with cars and people out and about but the roads were passable and the sidewalks didn't have crowds of people. The sun was blazing and Eden had decided on doing something on that beautiful Sunday. She stopped her car at a red light and looked out the window towards the streets.
Eden didn't mind the vacant streets or not having to go through traffic.
She quickly grabbed her gym bag from the back seat and tossed it to the passenger's side before the light turned green. She managed to turn right and also unzip her bag. She drove through the familiar neighborhood and paid attention to the numbers of the houses until she found the one she remembered staring at for minutes; the one she was looking for.
Zach's.
She parked her car outside of his house and studied it. She didn't know why she thought of visiting him but it just felt like something she had to do. She observed the tall wall that enclosed the property and thought how she was going to get inside without ringing the Intercom, considering the fact he didn't know she was even coming, let alone her remembering his house number.
She took out her lip-gloss from her bag and applied it on her lips. What was going to be her response when he asked her why she was What was going to be her response when he asked her why she was even there?
She didn't have an answer for that. She didn't even know why she was there in the first place or if he was even home.
Maybe it was the curiosity of what had happened to him the day before. Or maybe it was the sympathy she had for him. Possibly, it was her just wanting to get to know him. Or maybe it was all of the above.
She took a deep breath before exiting her vehicle, turning it off and approaching the gate. Now, the gate wasn't necessarily tall to where she couldn't jump it. She looked at the neighborhood that his house was built in: quiet, meticulously tended lawns and sumptuous houses. Thoughts ran through her brain about whether she was going to risk one of the rich capturing her trespassing onto Zach's house, or just ring the bell-like a regular person would do.
Trespassing it is.
Eden was vigilant on her surroundings, grabbing onto one of the poles, placing her feet on the stoned wall, and pushing herself upward to get over the gate. Once she succeeded, she smirked at her accomplishment and she leisurely ascended the sloping drive. She adjusted her purse that hung over her shoulder and pushed her hair back behind her ears.
Eden stared at the tall white door. Since she was on his porch, she saw all the details. A wind chime stood over the steps of the house, it's silver reflections bounced gently off the natural color of the wood. The wind wasn't blowing so the chime didn't make its beautiful noise. After a brief hesitation, she finally knocked regretting it quickly.
There was no answer.
Zach twists and turned in bed, his brows corrugated in a perplexed look. He didn't know who could be at his door at eleven in the morning. He wasn't going to get up and check but the sound of the doorbell ringing woke him up completely. He groaned as he scooted himself off the bed, scuffling his bare feet through the soft rug in his room and walking downstairs. The knocking and the doorbell ringing had stopped but he decided to check who it was.
The moment he opened the door he saw a short, voluptuous and curvaceous physique walking away. At that moment, he knew exactly who it was. Her long hair swayed side to side matching her walk.
"And how exactly are you planning on getting out?" Zach yelled out to her causing her to look back.
"The same way I came in from." She yelled back. Zach told her to come back and held the door open for her.
