People pretty much hear what they want to hear, see what they want to see, believe what they want to believe. And I guess I fell into that trap as well. I wanted to believe that everything I had done to get us here was the right thing. I wanted to believe that we would be okay.
The car refused to start. The rain was driving down onto us. The roads were barely visible anymore. This entire day was probably some gigantic sign that I wanted to desperately ignore. There were only so many things that could happen before someone just gives in and gives up.
“Just leave it be for now. Get in the car.” Ryder looked at me through the rain and slammed the hood of the car down. We were both drenched and frustrated with one another. “Just take a break Ryder.”
“Remember when I asked if you took the car for that tuneup?” He leaned in close. His hot breath brushed across my face.
“Nope.” I let the p pop just right. He growled at me in frustration. “Because you didn’t.” I looked down at my soaked sundress and water filled booties. “So, this one is on you.”
Ryder got in the car slamming the door and I rolled my eyes before walking around to the open passenger door. I grabbed my bag off the front seat and slammed the door shut with him in the car. The sign we had just passed said there was a town two miles up the road. I decided I had walked further in worse and would take my chances.
He never got out of the car.
He never came after me.
Now here I am. Sitting in an interrogation room because I was the last one to see him alive.