The Demon of Mansfeld Manor by S. A. Jacobs

Author:S. A. Jacobs [Jacobs, S. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-21T00:00:00+00:00

14

After some time, Kat reluctantly agreed to come with me. She went upstairs to pack and clean up, and shortly after that, we hit the road. The first hour was excruciating. We sat in silence, with her blankly staring out the window. What concerned me most was that I really had no clue why she was reacting so strongly about any of this.

I teetered back and forth from being mad at her to being mad at myself. On one hand, I was still completely pissed at myself over what I’d said to her earlier. Sure, I might have been rough in my conversation with her, but the part that really pissed me off was that I dropped the ‘L’ word. Hell, I said it a couple times even. It wasn’t that I didn’t mean it. It was that I’d said it. I remembered how a friend had once told me the loneliest feeling in the world was to say that and to not have it said back to you. Just as I would start to feel sorry for myself, anger at her would kick in. I mean fuck, she could at the very least respond with something, or even acknowledge that I said it in the first place. Just when I would be done condemning her, then I would look over at her sitting there.

It broke my heart to see her like that. So completely upset, and the best I could do at consoling her was to keep my mouth shut. I hated overthinking shit like that. That was one of the things I liked about her in the first place. I had always just been me around her. With her, I never overthought anything. We just kinda fit together without thought. Yet, here I sat.

We had just turned onto I-65 and had what felt like a million miles to a drive south with absolutely nothing to distract me. Kat hadn’t moved. The silence was killing me. I weighed my options, which were minimal as I really sucked at dealing with stuff like that. I could turn on some really angry music, or I could try talking to her. Granted, talking to her was the scariest option, especially in my current mindset. I could see myself lashing out at her, saying too much again, or something else. Really, that option seemed just plain stupid… and was probably exactly why it was the option I chose.

“I’m worried about you Kat,” I said while I placed my hand on her leg.

She closed her eyes and slowly shifted in the seat until she was looking at me.

“You know…you can talk to me,” I stated.

“What do you want me to say, Jim?” she asked.

“I just want you to let me in. Even if I can’t help, maybe just saying it would make you feel better. I just want to know what is going on.”

“I just care about you, okay?” She struggled to speak. “I care about you, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

My heart dropped.

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