Wishful Thinking by Elle Jefferson

Author:Elle Jefferson [Jefferson, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00NRBFJY6
Published: 2014-09-18T23:00:00+00:00

I sat on my bed flipping my phone from hand to hand. I’d finally read Summer’s text—it took over an hour to work up the courage to read it and all it said was hey.

My heart was racing, my palms were sweaty and I was on the verge of passing out—over one fucking word. I texted back—Hey babe.

Two hours later and I still hadn’t heard from her. I tried calling and it went straight to voicemail. I listened to her bubbly voice tell me to leave it. God I missed her. Beeps sounded in my ear. I was silent thinking of what to say, so I went with the truth, "Hey it’s me … I’m sorry … I miss you.” I couldn’t think of anything else to say and hung up.

Did she see it was me calling and send me to voicemail or was her phone off? If it wasn’t the latter I was in big trouble.

That’s it.

I needed to get out of the house. I grabbed my jacket and keys off my desk.

“I’m heading out for a bit," I hollered to my dad as I passed through the kitchen. He was hunched over the dining table tapping a pencil on a stack of files a cell phone to his ear. He waved his hand at me and mouthed, "Be safe," before turning his attention back to his call.

The engine whirred before turning over and cranking to a start. I exhaled, wrapped my hands around the steering wheel. I loved the creaking noise leather made when you gripped it.

“Did you miss me baby," I said patting the dash. I adjusted the mirrors, looked both ways and hit the gas then slammed on the brakes when Claudia walked across the end of my driveway.

"Hey," I said after I rolled down the passenger side window. A rush of cold air made me shiver.

She came up and stuck her head through the window, "Hey. I was just coming to check on you." Her hair was pulled back but it spilled over her shoulder as she tilted her head to look at me, "What is that smell?"

I took a whiff. She was right something stunk. I turned around, examined the backseat, and saw the leftovers from Romano’s staring back at me. She was looking at the food bag too, "Is that—oh yuck is that from dinner the other night?”

"It’s been a while since the last time I drove," I said turning back around to face her.

“Where you heading to? Wait, let me guess, going to Summer’s."

"Nah, she’s busy."

"To bad," she said and smiled.

I don’t think she felt bad about it. "I guess."

"You going to Ian’s party tonight?"

"I don’t know my head’s still bothering me."

A car honked as it passed around my car.

“I better let you go before someone else gives you another black eye." She patted the door and took a step back.

“I’m going to get a shake. You wanna come or not?"

She looked down the street towards the direction of her house then back to me.

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