RUNNER

I don’t know when my nerves calmed down enough for me to fall asleep. Elias’s scent and the comfort of his bed was like a silent lullaby. I had slept into the early morning hours. The sky was beginning to lighten, giving hope of a beautiful day. Soft tweets of small birds huddling together on the ledge of the bedroom window woke me from my rest. I took a moment to blink a few times, before my eyes scanned the room. I was still alone. There wasn’t any sign that said Elias had come home. It was just as silent. Just as still.

How long was I supposed to wait?

I had talked myself into leaving the house. I wasn’t one to have many destinations to choose from. All I could think about was the personal belongings and money that I had left behind in a beaten up motel just outside the city.

A few hours on a bus, with one bus change, and I was there. I was in such a rush to get to the house yesterday morning I didn’t even bother to lock the room door behind me. Hell, I didn’t even take the keys