I would've reviewed earlier, but no one reviewed! I think I promised someone in a review reply thatI wouldn't delete this story, but...come on guys! I've been worried sick too!
Chapter 11: Been Worried Sick
Even though I was passed out all day, I still felt sleepy. Or maybe it was more of a tired feeling...Either way I wanted to go to sleep. As I passed the Cozy Cone lobby, I noticed Sally was just leaving. She saw me and called me over.
"Are you okay?" she asked with concern.
I nodded.
"Are you sure?"
I nodded again, more vigorously this time to prove that I was sure.
"Because everyone in the whole town has been worried sick about you. Especially Marcus."
That right there was undeniable proof of his concern. I have known him for about two years, but I've never seen, or heard, him be so...so...anxious about something– no!– someone, in this way. It's like what happened today drove him crazy.
"You should be sure to tell him so," Sally said, knocking me out of my thoughts. She thought for half a second before saying any more. "And ask him for a drive," she continued with a smile.
"A who now?" I inquired.
Sally chuckled to herself at my ignorance. "Kind of like a date. I'm pretty sure there's something he needs to get off his hood...and it can't wait until you two get out of here."
I held an expression of mixed emotions. Mainly confusion, embarrassment, and deep thought.
Starting to drive away, Sally added, "I suggest you two drive up to the Wheel Well. It's very peaceful up there." And with that, she left me to sit in my own thoughts.
After a moment or two, I then realized that a drive might be the equivalent of a walk, as humans do. That makes sense. I started to head over to my cone, but then I realized I needed to talk to Marcus, or else he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. I was just about to knock on the door to his cone when I heard a familiar voice from behind me.
"Um...Maria?"
Turning around, I realized it was Marcus. I smiled at him.
"I'm right here," he told me, raising a front tire as if to raise a hand. He returned the smile.
"How come you're not..." I began, trailing off.
"Just was taking a little walk, or drive, to clear my mind." He looked at the ground shyly.
I could feel the air between us growing awkward.
"I...I just came by to tell you that I'm okay. I heard that you were really worried about me, and I thought you might not get any sleep if you didn't know if I was..." I trailed off again. The awkwardness was suffocating. I, too, began to stare at the ground.
"Thanks," he stated simply. "I really was worried." He started to drive towards the cone, but I stopped him.
"Hey," I said, mustering up my courage. "Maybe we should...take a drive tomorrow..."
He looked up at me in confusion.
"You know, like the 'drive' you just took."
"Oh, yeah. I'd love to." He smiled at me again. "Good night." I let him enter his cone.
"Good night," I said back to him, before he could close the door.
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