Deafening Silence

"Hey man, where the hell are you?" I'm beyond annoyed at this point.

"I'm handling business, why?"

"Dee says someone pulled up on her today."

"What?! Is she okay?" He yells into the other side of the phone.

"Yeah," I look over at her sleeping peacefully beside me. "She called me and I came and got her but that's not the reason I called."

"So why did you?"

"To tell you that I can't do all this on my own. If we're still trying to go through with your crazy ass plan then I need you to do your fuckinf part!" I lower my voice so I don't wake her. "You get here by Monday or I'm calling this whole thing off." I end the call and put my phone back in my cup holder.

"Mhm, who was that?" Dee wakes up and stretches then rubs her eyes.

"No one, you should go back to sleep. We still have a long way to go."

I feel her looking at me. "What?"

She shakes her head, "Nothing. Where are you taking me?"

I huff, "Someone out there wants you, I don't know why or how but I know that sending those goons to your apartment was just a warning. As for your friend, she will stay in the guest house chosen for you and you'll be with me."

She jerks up from her seat and unbuckles her seatbelt, "Carlos be honest with me..."

'Oh fuck, oh shit, what did I do?' My palms start to sweat as I hold onto the steering wheel for dear life.

"I know that I cut you off earlier and I still feel bad about it. Can you tell me what you were going to say because ever since then you've been really weird."

My brows lower as that moment replays in my head. "It was nothing, don't worry about it." I don't even try to hide my annoyance anymore. I'm just ready to get there so I speed up.

"Carlos please, I feel horrible. Just tell me what you were gonna say." She put her hand on top of mine and I twitch at her touch. I've forgotten how soft her hands feel against my skin. I snap out of it and move my hand away from hers. "I said it doesn't matter. Get your things, we're here."

I park the car and pull my keys from the ignition. Her footsteps follow closely behind me. "Whoa, where are we?" I unlock the door and wait for her to catch up with me. Once she's inside I lock every single door in the house and the windows too. "Safe house." I still don't really want to talk to her so I keep my distance.

She puts her bags on the couch and gazes around. Like usual, I expect her to rummage around and touch everything but she doesn't. Instead she sits down and stares at me as if she were expecting something. "Yes?" I ask slightly annoyed.

"I don't...I don't know what to do with myself. It's too quiet and you're acting strange." I can see the hurt and confusion in her eyes. I try hard to not let it affect me but it's difficult. "Well you will have plenty of time to find something to do. Your room is the second door to the left. If anyone comes to the door let me know."

I leave the room before she has the chance to speak and walk towards my bedroom. I lock the door behind me and slump down on the bed. I don't plan on staying here for long, the sooner I can get away from her the better. My eyelids begin to feel heavy and I give in to my exhaustion.

...

"What's his fucking deal?" I mumble to myself as I unpack my things. I change out of my clothes and take a quick shower. When I step out of the bathroom there's a loud banging on the front door. I wait for Carlos to go get it but he never comes out of his room. 'He must be sleep.' With my towel wrapped tightly around me, I look through the peephole and see four scary looking men standing at the door.

"Shit." I run to Carlos' room and knock on his door. "Sorry to wake you but you definitely have some company!" I step back as the door opens and a shirtless Carlos walks from his room. He pauses as he notices me still in a towel. "Go back to your room and don't come out till I say."

Normally I'd protest but this time I don't. He shoves by me and I head back to my room and lock the door. "What the hell is going on?" I feel so lost and all I want is to fall asleep watching tv with my best friend. I curl up into a small ball and cry myself to sleep, hoping that tomorrow will be better.