I sit in his passenger seat, while Hayes drives.
When he saw me walking this late, he offered to take me home.
I said no, more than once. I didn’t want to be in that car with him. I didn’t want to be near him.
I gave in after a while though.
The ride is quiet, but there’s always Hayes’s music, to fill the si-lence.
“Are you feeling better?” He asks me.
I’m nervous.
“Yeah.” I lie.
“How about you?” I ask him after more silence.
“Yeah.” He says.
He looked better, but his voice was sad though.
I look at the steering wheel and remember what Jeff and I did in Hayes’s car, not too long ago. I feel guilty again.
We drive around for a while, I watch the street lights change. The changing lights are like dominos.
“Alex.” Hayes repeatedly calls my name.
I ignore him and face the window instead.
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