Pushing the loose strand of hair from my face, I shut the door to my car shut. My grey eyes landed on the familiar house I used to call home. I still owned it but it had been over a year since I stepped foot into it. Everything was the same, going untouched all this time.
Walking to the trunk of my car, I lugged out my two suitcases and daring a glance over to the house next door, I felt my heart thump in my chest when I saw a light glowing from the bedroom.
Ignoring the want to see him, I wheeled my bags behind me and unlocked the front door. Setting the bags next to me, I looked around the empty home, seeing everything was just how I left it before leaving for North Carolina.
Twenty Months.
I had been away from Davenport for twenty months. I had been away from Colby for twenty months. In those long months away, I had managed to find myself and get better, mentally and emotionally. For the first few months, I had fought with my brain wanting to come back and be with Colby but I knew if I did, I would never get to this point where I am today. I hadn't plan to be gone for so long but I wanted to stay away till everything died down online with Colby and I.
Colby never texted or called, forcing me out of his life completely. I hadn't blamed him, though, he had every right to be heartbroken. But it still pained my heart to know that he never tried to contact me.
Even though he never kept tabs on me, I made sure to check in on him every once in awhile. His wrestling career was doing great, even though he injured his knee some months back, but he had returned a few months ago and was better than ever. I also noticed that he had stayed single the whole time I was gone. I wasn't expecting him to but the fact he did made me wonder if there was hope for us after all.
Once my bags were unpacked, I walked through my house, old memories flooding back. Noticing the time was still early on in the afternoon, I decided to go sit outside to read. Looking down at my outfit, I shrugged deciding not to change out of my skinny jeans and black crop top, which stopped right above my belly button. I grabbed a book and made my way to my back patio, sitting on the familiar lawn chair.
Time had passed when I heard the all to familiar voices. Glancing up from my book, I smiled when I saw Jon and Joe sitting on Colby's patio, nursing their beers, while Colby stood with his back to me next the grill.
Colby was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, a windbreaker covering his torso, his hair hiding underneath his snap back, and his glasses were perched on his nose. Seeing how happy he was broke my heart and I stood, shaking my head.
Did you expect him to be a complete mess without you? Newsflash, you left him.
Ignoring the voice in my mind, I clutched my book close to my chest trying to go noticed but being my clumsy self, I ended up walking into another one of the lawn chairs, having it scrape against the concrete.
Colby was talking to Jon when he heard the noise and turned his head over to me, eyes locking on me and stopped talking for a few moments before finishing his sentence, which I heard. \
"..miss her every day."
He averted his gaze over to Joe, thinking he was just imagining me.
Biting my lip, I went to walk back inside but Jon's voice stopped me. Closing my eyes, I cursed before turning back to them, all of us staying on our respective porches. "Hi," I gave them a slight wave.
"When did you get back?" Jon nodded towards my house. Our voices were raised a bit to hear.
"Today," I smiled.
"We've missed you," Joe spoke.
Nodding towards them, I couldn't hide the genuine smile. "I missed you guys too. More than you believe," I mostly said the last part to Colby, who had stayed silent, his eyes trained on me.
"Feel free to swing by later for drinks to catch up!" Jon called.
Colby snapped out of his daze and slapped Jon's shoulder. Sighing, I gave them a shrug. "Only if I'm wanted."
Giving one last look, I slipped inside my house, not bothering to hear their answer.
"I can't help falling in love with you," I sang out while I finished tidying up my house.
Being gone for so long, things started to get dusty and cobwebs appeared everywhere. Sighing, I looked over to the clock on my living room wall and noticed it was just past six p.m. I could still hear the guys laughing and music playing from next door but I hadn't decided if going over there was such a good idea.
Another sigh left my lips as I walked into my bedroom, wanting to change into something more comfortable. Rummaging through my dresser, my fingers gripped the sweater and sweat pants Colby had given me that night of the storm. Bringing it to my face, I breathed in Colby's scent, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
Once I had changed into those clothes, I tied my hair on top of my head and slipped into a pair of slipper boots. Grabbing my phone from its place on the night stand, I noticed that I had unread text message.
Colby doesn't care if you come over. So get your ass over here-Jon.
Smirking, I stuffed my phone into my pocket and took a deep breath, deciding that it wouldn't hurt if I went over for just a little bit. Right?