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Something seemed off with him.
“Hey, are you okay?” I reached over and lightly rubbed the back of his neck.
“Yeah. I’m fine. Why?”
“I don’t know.”
“Are you feeling okay?” I asked with concern.
“Yeah. What’s with the questions?” He glanced at me with furrowed brows.
“I don’t know. You seem off.”
“Well, I’m not.”
“Okay. Sorry.” I looked out the window.
He reached over and lightly grabbed my hand.
“There’s no need to apologize.”
When we arrived back at his house, we went upstairs and got ready for bed. Pulling back the covers, I climbed under and waited for him to join me. After he finished brushing his teeth, he climbed on the other side and stared at me.
“I think we should get some sleep.”
“Yeah, sure.” I gave a fake smile as if I understood. “It was a long day, especially since I was up so early baking for hours. Good night.” I leaned over, quickly kissed his lips, and turned the other way.
“Good night, Zoey.”
I lay there, trying to think of what happened or what went wrong today. He was fine during the party until it was time to head back. Did I say something to him to make him angry? I didn’t think so. I couldn’t think of anything. Maybe he was just tired, and it made him grumpy. I’d grown used to being held in his arms at night while I slept, but he didn’t seem interested in doing that tonight. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up the following morning, I rolled over, and my arm hit the empty side of the bed. I climbed out of bed, slipped on my robe, and went downstairs. I didn’t see him anywhere, but I did see a to-go cup sitting on the island with a note.
“My brothers texted me to go surfing with them this morning. I have a lot of things to do today, so maybe when you wake up, you can grab a coffee and head home since I’ll be heading out when I’m done surfing.”
“Oh, hell no.” I stood there shaking my head. “Nope. I will not be one of those girls, asshole.” I stomped up the stairs, slipped on my shoes, grabbed my things in the bathroom and my bag, and flew out the door in my robe. I didn’t give a shit. I was that angry.
All the way home, I gripped the steering wheel as if I was gripping Carter’s neck. Who the hell did he think he was? I was so angry that I didn’t see the car that pulled out in front of me as I rear-ended him.
“What the fuck!” I screamed and threw my hands in the air as I climbed out of the car and saw the little old man staring back at me.
“I’m sorry, miss. I didn’t see you, or I wouldn’t have pulled out,” he spoke in a frail voice. “Are you okay?”
“Do I look okay?!” I shouted as I looked down at myself in my robe. “FUCK,” I screamed and climbed back inside my car.
Pulling my phone from my purse, I dialed 911 and told them about the accident. The old man slowly walked over to my window and tapped on it. Hitting the button, it rolled down.
“Again, I’m sorry. It was totally my fault.”
“I’m sorry for yelling at you. It’s been a shit morning.”
The police car pulled up, and the cop walked over to my window.
“Officer, it wasn’t this young lady’s fault. I pulled out in front of her because I didn’t see her.”
“Ma’am, can you please step out of the vehicle.”
“Please, don’t make me officer.” I gestured to my robe.
