Chapter Fifteen
I got out of the house. I locked my door before I faced Travis again. He was just standing there with his hands inside the pockets of his pants.
“Let’s go?” I asked him to which he nodded but did not say anything.
I was about to walk to his car when he held my hand.
“Uh, can I talk to you first?” he asked. I looked at my hand that he was now holding. He also looked down at it before letting my hand go slowly. “Sorry,” he said.
“It’s fine,” I assured him. “Uhm, what do you want to talk about?” I asked him.
He looked away after I asked my question. He scratched the back of his head again. Does he have dandruff or something? Joke.
“Hey, you okay?” I asked again when he did not talk.
Seems like he was back to reality when he looked at me in the
