♡Tessa and Hardin♠️ The day he saw my underwear

Chapter 28

Tessa's pov

Im woken up when I hear my phone buzzing on the nightstand next to me, I slowly slip out of the bed hoping Hardin doesn't wake up by my movements to answer the unknown number calling at 5 in the morning

I look at Hardin to see he's still dead asleep, I decide to go to the bathroom so I dont wake him and I immediately hit answer

hello?

Hi, is this Theresa Young speaking?

I hear a thick southern accent come from the other line

yes, whos calling?

This is Crystal, I work at the atrium center, uh im calling about your mother

is she alright?

she's alright but she's freaking out and is giving our staff a hard time, she keeps shouting for you... I was thinking maybe you could come and see her? hopefully calm her nerves down

she remembers me?

I mumble more to myself

what was that?

uh yeah im on my way

I wonder how this is gonna go

thank you

I can hear the relief in her voice, I hang up and exit the bathroom, Hardin is still asleep, I stand at the foot of the bed and watch the way his chest heaves up and down, should I wake him?

My mind quickly goes to the previous night, its hard to forget something when almost everytime I close my eyes all I see is that creepy ass man with that stupid mask standing at the hood of my car

I shiver at the thought and my heart rate increases, I look around trying to make out whats around the room, my eyes keep giving me the illusion of someone standing by the door

I speed walk to the bed and quickly crawl towards Hardin
T: Hardin..
I whisper as I shake his shoulder
T: Hardin
I push his shoulder
H: hm
He hums with his eyes still closed

T: im scared
I whisper feeling my fear and anxiety take over
H: there's nothing to be scared of, come here
He opens his arms and motions me to come closer, I feel so stupid waking him up over this, I look back at the door again and I can still see the figure by the frame

I lean over Hardin and switch the light on to quickly look back over to see nothing but a jacket by the door

I shift so now im sitting on my knees, i rub my eyes and look to Hardin, his eyes are once again closed

I breathe out, Im not going to wake him up if he's tired, he's always grumpy if he's tired

I slowly crawl out of bed and grab my shoes and bag, I glance at the mini pocket knife my bestfriend james bought me in 6th grade before he moved to Wyoming, I mainly kept it because it was a gift from him specifically, I've never planned on using it though, I look down at it once more just to grab it and slide it in between my waistband just in case

I quietly grab Hardin's keys before closing the front door behind me, as soon as I step outside I look both ways before walking down the steps

I quickly rush to the car and lock the doors, I also check the backseats just to give me some piece of mind.

As I drive to the hospital so many thoughts roll through my head, I mean she lost her memory of me months ago, like what could she want to see me for?