Kieran
It’s a dead area.
There are houses lining either side of the empty street. It’s a neighbourhood alright, but there hasn’t been a single sign of life for the half hour I’ve been idling in my car.
It’s killing me to wait.
But I know better than to dive in head first. I can’t risk it. I can’t risk loosing her.
Again.
A couple more minutes pass by, as I drum my fingers against the steering wheel, grinding my teeth to keep the composure slipping through my fingers as the seconds tick by.
I’m growing agitated, barely keeping myself restrained by the skin of my teeth. I can’t act rash, I know I can’t. It would be that easy to storm through the detached houses lining either side of the street. The c*****e wouldn’t make me bat an eye.
But it’s also that easy to loose her.
Ticking
