Chapter 409
I wasn’t arguing with him today. If he wanted to stay in a funk about what happened, then he would come out it the way he went into it because I wasn’t talking about it anymore. I was over it. I woke around 9 and the bed was empty and cold next to me. Of course, he didn’t come home. Probably still patrolling this very minute.
I was in the kitchen drinking coffee. Lana had already left this morning leaving me a note to make me aware. I had already planned my day for today. I wasn’t sitting about the house doing nothing. It’s all I ever did, and I was sick of it.
I had already showered and planned to visit the library in town. I also planned to stop by the college again to see if they could speed up the process on their decision.
I was sick of waiting to hear back from them too. I needed something to fill my time, and college was the perfect place. It also gave me a little bit of my life back. Some normality and maybe even a little bit of my social life back.
I never went out anymore, not like I used to, and I missed it. I missed the nightlife, the dancing, the music. Sometimes I felt like a housewife, and I was nowhere near ready for that.
Jake liked to keep me in a bubble but that wasn’t me. He would be happy to have me at home all day every day, but I couldn’t do it. I wasn’t built to do nothing.
I finished off my coffee placing my empty mug in the sink. Slipping my arms into my jacket I grabbed the keys to the truck and my purse before leaving out the front door. I stopped on the porch.
Jake and Pete seemed deep in conversation at the bottom of the driveway.
Like they weren’t even there I made my way to the truck unlocked it and got in. I had yet to replace my car so Jake’s truck would have to do.
He jumped in the passenger side leaving the door ajar so I couldn’t just drive off. Not that I would do that anyway.
“Leah p>
“Good morning to you too. I see you didn’t come home last night”. I put the keys in the ignition and turned on the engine.
“I had to put stuff into place. Where are you going?”. He frowned.
“Into town. I want to visit the library and then drop by the college. I might even stop and have some breakfast on the way. Are you going to bed?”. I asked. “Yeah”. He scratched the back of his head. “What’s going on p>
“Nothing”. I shrugged. “I just didn’t want to sit in the house all day. I’m sick of staring at the same four walls p>
“Do you have your phone with you?” He asked.
“I do”. I nodded.
He knew better than to try and stop me. It wouldn’t work because he knew I wouldn’t listen. It would just cause an argument that could be avoided.
“Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?”. I asked. “I still want to run a few ideas by you if that’s okay p>
“Are you sure you’re, okay p>
“I’m fine. Do you need me to bring you anything back p>
He shook his head. “Just text me when you get there so I know you’re okay. I’ll book somewhere for dinner”. He reached over placing a kiss on my lips. “We’ll talk when your back”. Talk about what?
“Okay p>
I stopped at the Starbucks drive-thru for coffee before setting off towards the college. I should have heard something back by now and the fact that I haven’t worried me. My grades are good enough to get in which makes me think Mr. Gallagher really has it in for me.
But why?
I turned down Yale because it was the right thing to do. I wouldn’t be able to cope being that far from Jake and not just that my life was here. My friends and family were here.
I made the decision to go to Yale out of spite. I did it impulsively to hurt Jake. I applied when I was angry and if I’m honest I never thought I’d have gotten accepted.
I was good enough for community college and I wasn’t taking no for an answer. I pulled into the parking lot and parked up. The semester didn’t start for another month, so I had plenty of time to fight my case if the decision was no.
I think I sat outside for at least an hour. I couldn’t bring myself to go inside. Maybe deep down I feared being rejected. If I didn’t get in, I literally had nothing left.
I needed this.
The knock on my window caused me to jump. A classic move from Mr. Gallagher. I rolled my window down slightly.
“The semester hasn’t started yet Miss Wilson. Why are you parked in my car park?”. He asked.
“Because I need I paused.