Page 14 of Miss Merry and Mr. Bright
Nothing happens. It clicks but nothing else. Frustrated, I keep turning it over and over again. Just more damn clicking.
Huffing out a tense breath, I rip the damn door open and grab my suitcase from the back. Dropping it into the snow, I jerkand yank it behind me as I step out of the yard and into the wind and driving snow.
It feels like forever and I haven’t reached anybody. Smirking angrily, I growl. They’re probably home with their loved ones, hugging and enjoying the angry storm. Enjoying the fact that they’re safe with their someone.
Unlike me. I’ll never have that. Because the idiot I gave my heart to doesn’t want me. He wants to grumble and growl and push me away.
My whole body aches and tears sting my eyes, the cold of the wind whipping them away.
Stumbling, I drop to my knees and the cold snow seeps into my pants. My breath stutters out and my fingers are so damn cold that it feels like I can’t feel them anymore.
I can’t wrap them around the handle of the case anymore. It drops behind me but I barely notice it. I stumble to my feet and set them one in front of the other until I’m just walking with no idea where the hell I’m going.
It doesn’t matter anyway. Nobody will care if something happens to me.
I don’t have anybody that cares one way or another for me. I’m alone and I’ll always be alone.
9
OKAY, REALLY WHAT THE HELL DID I DO?
JASPER BRIGHT
Stumbling in the door, I gasp and slam it closed. It’s so fucking cold that I can’t feel my fingers anymore.
I cleaned up the driveway as best as I could considering that the snow was coming down just as fast as I got rid of it.
Peaches meets me at the door and yaps, glaring at me. Grinning, I sink to my knees and lift her up. “Sorry, girl. I know that’s a cold damn wind. I didn’t mean to get you so cold.”
I set her down and she glares harder at me running around in a circle.
A creeping unease hits me when I realize that the house feels empty and cold.
“Merry? Where are you?” I slam into the parlor but she’s not there and when I run out of the room and upstairs to her bedroom, knocking on the door, nobody answers.
I open it and my heart sinks to my feet when I see the suitcase is gone. All her things are gone.
She’s gone.
“What the hell have I done?”
But nobody answers me and that’s when I realize that if she’s gone, I can’t go on. I don’t want to do the show without her. I don’t want to live through one single day without her.
And I sent her away. She ran because of me.
I grab my coat and hat and stumble out the door, jerking to a stop when I see her car. The door is open and the light is on but when I look inside she’s not there either.
I can barely see the slight outline of her tiny footsteps heading out of the yard and towards town.
Running like a wild man, I stumble after them, screaming her name over and over into the wind and snow.
It feels like forever but I finally see a dark figure trudging through the snow way ahead of me. I lift my hand and scream.
“Merry! Please, baby! Turn around! Come home!” I’m an idiot.
My feet tangle with something and I wince as I go down. Her suitcase glares at me with accusing eyes. I don’t bother to pick it up. I need to get to her.
I get to my feet and race after her, the snow pulling at my feet, the wind and snow pulling my words away as I scream for her.
