Last Chapter: I felt like I could be a fool in front of Lena because I was fool in love for Jackie.
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It wasn't that late but the sun was going down anyway and I thought it would be better if I took Lena home instead of her walking. I got into the car and waited for her to do the same before pulling away and heading towards home. I consider it my home now. I really do.
The fact that I was in a slight daze made the car ride short, but since Lena and I weren't talking it added to the time, but I felt that it wasn't an awkward silence, but a peaceful silence. We had said about everything we wanted to say so now we were just enjoying each other's presence.
I pulled into the Foreman drive and turned off the car. Lena and I got out and I walked around towards the house. Lena stayed behind and kicked the ground. I turned around and looked at her, confused by her actions.
"Hyde," She said. I walked over to her and stood in front of her, silently willing her to go on. She sighed and looked up at me and smiled. I saw a flicker of doubt in her eyes.
"We're okay right? We're going to be okay?" She asked while never averting her eyes. I chuckled and lifted my hands up to rub her arms. I nodded and took a step closer.
"Don't worry Lena. We're going to be fine," I assured her. She laughed and leaned in to hug me. I stood there and let her hug me and I even went far enough to place a hand on her back and give her an awkward pat.
We pulled apart and I waited a minute before turning to walk into the house. I entered through the sliding door and was greeted by Kitty Foreman cooking at the kitchen stove. She smiled sweetly and waved me over towards her. I walked over and she immediately shoved a spatula into my mouth. It was covered in chocolate and it tasted oddly like vodka.
I swallowed and wiped the drip from my mouth. Mr Foreman walked in and grabbed a beer from the fridge then walked out. I was tempted to grab one for myself, but decided against it because Mrs. Foreman was doing enough drinking for the both of us.
"That tastes really good Mrs. Foreman," I praised her. She laughed that Kitty laugh and took a quick sip from her cup. I waited for her to respond, since obviously one sip wasn't enough.
"Oh, Steven, sweetie, there was a nice young girl that stopped by for you. She waited for a while and left only about a few minutes ago. She said her name was…Jaclyn," Mrs. Foreman took another sip of her drink as if it would help her remember.
I was frozen, thinking of why Jackie would randomly show up at the Foreman house, or even how she would know where this house was. My thoughts reeled as I considered how much went on while I wasn't here. I stopped and my mind began to consider why Jackie left. What she saw before she left.
I turned around and jumped back into my car and drove off to Jackie's place. I left the radio off and the window up, preferring to let my thoughts spill out. Surprisingly, there weren't many and that's good because I wasn't paying attention anyway. I was too busy thinking. Ironic.
I made it to Jackie's house and once I got out of the car the air seemed cooler. The breeze, strangely, guided me towards the door and I once again climbed into the elevator and waited for an eternity before making to Jackie's floor. I hurried down the hall and knocked on the door. No answer.