
Zero days without an accident…and it’s always the same thing he needs on nights like these.


Numb, that was all he was-all he could be-there, at the crossroads. He had a choice, he knew that much. He could remain numbed to the pain, return to the safety of lack of caring and remorse. Or…he could pick himself up, brush off his pins and needles, and start looking for her. He knew what she’d want, if she were here, by his side. That alone meant he had no option.


He was waiting for a comeback but instead of saying anything, the blonde just gave him a glare that he was pretty sure wouldn’t even scare Bambi and as she turned back around, slamming the barn door once again, he decided to make it his personal mission to see that glare as much as possible.
