Home in Nevada [SAMPLE]

✨ Chapter One | The one where Jeff totally denies everything.

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I speed down the freeway, gripping the wheel tighter than usual. The sun blares overhead, and the same dull scenery stretches on for hours—just endless stretches of dry land and the occasional cactus poking up like a bad joke. I can't stand this drive through the desert; it's so boring and feels like it's dragging on forever. Each mile is a reminder of how isolated I am out here, and I can feel my anxiousness growing as I scan through thoughts over what's waiting for me at the end of this long, dusty road.

I'm nervous as hell. My heart races, and my palms feel clammy against the steering wheel. Every mile I cover brings back memories I try to bury—flashes of laughter and late-night talks that now feel like a lifetime ago.

I haven't seen him in years, but the thought of running into him sends a jolt of adrenaline through me.

What would I even say? Does he remember those moments like I do, or have they faded into his past, just like I have? As the familiar landmarks zip by, I can't shake the feeling that fate is gearing up for a reunion I'm not sure I'm ready for.

"So anyway, it ends up being nothing," Lucy says, leaning back in the passenger seat, a hint of relief in her voice. "I blew the whole thing out of proportion. Fuck! Can you believe I said that, though? To her face!" She bursts into laughter, but I just keep my eyes on the road, feeling a million miles away.

She glances over at me, still smiling, her eyes searching my face for a reaction. "Hey, Jeff... What's up with you?"

I shake my head, trying to snap out of my daze. My focus is glued to the highway, but my mind is wandering through the past. "What?"

It comes out more like a statement than a question, and I can see the amusement in her eyes.

"Jeff, what?" she chuckles, affectionately grabbing my arm and pulling it close to her chest.

Don't get the wrong idea—Lucy isn't into guys. At all.

In fact Lucy is originally Emily's best friend, one of my ex-girlfriends from freshman year. Their thing was kind of a weird rebound situation that unfolded right after Emily cheated on me. Emily and Lucy dated for a few months, and I swear I almost plotted Lucy's demise back then, but something shifted when we started hanging out more after Emily and Lucy split. That's when I realized Lucy is actually pretty awesome. We click in a way I never expected.