Adjusting

Gabriel’s POV

Nick and I drove back in silence. I was exhausted, but peaceful. I could still feel her in my arms, feel her warmth.

“Do you want to look under the floorboards tomorrow?” Nick broke the silence when we parked in his driveway. “When Aria said her grandma hid the safe under the floorboards it made me realize that is the only place we didn’t check in your house.”

“Yeah, I caught that too,” I said. “I was actually thinking about doing it right now.”

“Get some sleep, man. And get something to eat. We can look for it tomorrow,” he said, opening his car door.

He was right. I was too tired. And hungry. I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast.

I stepped out of the car and closed the door. Nick locked it and turned to go to his house.

“Nick,” I called after him.

“Yeah man?” he turned back.

“Are you alright?” I asked, walking closer to him, tugging my hands down my pockets.

I could see something was bugging him, but I never knew how to talk about feelings and stuff. It felt weird.