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I flashed my headlamps at her and pulled up beside the pavement.
She lifted her head in surprise as her eyes went wide.
I pushed open the passenger door.
“Get in.”
She just stood there, her rain soaked hair plastered against her face, challenging me.
“Did you call my mother, Neil?”
“I did indeed, now get in the car,” I barked, ready to jump out and drag her in if I had to.
“That was stupid of you, then,” she yelled, throwing her arm out.
“Not nearly as stupid as walking home in a torrential rainstorm in the middle of the goddamn bloody night!”
She turned away and started walking again.
I saw red and it was all reaction after that. The Rover was up on the pavement blocking her path and she was looking at me like she wanted to slice off my balls and feed them to her pet alligator. “What is the matter with you, Neil?” she screeched.
“Right now, it’s your stubbornness,” I bit out. I pointed to the empty seat. “Now get your defiant arse into the MOTHERFUCKIN’ SEAT OF MY CAR!”
She did it.
The interior of the Rover was silent except for the pounding of the rain. The earthy smell of water filled the air and mixed with the scent of her hair and wet coat. I think we were both in shock.
I’m sure I’d never shouted so loudly before to any person. These extreme emotions were starting to get to me. I was the guy who kept his cool and a level head. I didn’t even recognize myself anymore.
I looked over at Elaina sitting beside me, her arms folded across her chest, hair dripping, eyes straight ahead, and so utterly beautiful even in this bedraggled state, that it hurt to have her so close. It hurt because she was still so far away from me and I didn’t know how to make her let me back in.
Her mobile rang from inside her coat pocket. She rolled her eyes as she pulled it out and answered the call.
“Yes, Mum. I’m with Neil right now and he’s bringing me home.” She paused listening. “I’ll tell him. Okay. Bye.”
I couldn’t imagine what she was thinking. She wasn’t talking and she wasn’t fighting me either, she just sat there in the front seat of my Rover, so very still.
I reached over her for the belt to buckle her in and could see she was shivering.
“You’re cold.” I cranked up the heat and backed off the pavement, straightening out the wheels and parking it up against the curb. The windscreen wipers methodically passed back and forth between us.
“M-mum w-wants you to s-stay for dinner,” she chattered blankly, still staring forward out into the dark rainy night.
But what about you, Elaina?
“I’m sorry for screaming at you,” I said softly.
I wished she’d look at me, but she wouldn’t…or couldn’t after our terrible shouting match.
And so, I just sat there and watched her, the heater inside the car working overtime, making the air warmer by the minute.
“It’s okay,” she said finally, wiping one side of her face with her fingers. Was she crying?
“Elaina…look at me, please.” I waited while time seemed to slow down to a crawl.
She turned her head toward me, her chin up and trembling like she was guarding herself from falling apart.
“I didn’t know you