Every Day has a Memory

Chapter Ten

This was probably the first time in a while that she seemed completely like... Tamsyn. I laughed lowly, and captured her face with my hands. "I love you more." I kissed her once, then pried myself from the bed. I felt as if I'd been drinking a ton of coffee in the last ten minutes, because I felt wired, and happy. So goddamn happy right now, it was unbelievable. "I'll see you first thing," I promised, kissing the end of her nose, then straightening up.

She beamed, watching me back towards the door. "Say hi to my Luca," she called when I reached the doorway.

"I will," I said. "I promise." I moved out of the door, winking at her.

"Love you." She blew me a kiss.

I caught it. "Love you. See you in the morning."

The front lights were shut off as I approached the house at ten o'clock and there wasn't any cars parked in the driveway, which meant there was no Lachie. Meaning that it was just Alicia at home, but she was most likely asleep—I wouldn't blame her if she was. I mean, if I hadn't gotten woken up, then I would've still been sleeping soundly in Tamsyn's arms.

But then again, if it hadn't been for Carol waking me up because of she didn't want me breaking rules anymore, then I wouldn't have been able to spend those fifteen beautiful minutes kissing my girlfriend, like old times.

That moment of heaven made me forget, even for a brief moment, about what was going on. I didn't think about the fact that she was so frail now, or that she had a drifting mind—she was just Tamsyn. And I was just me.

I put the car in park, and sighed. I wished that that moment had never ended. "God," I breathed, bringing my hands to my face and scrubbing my tired eyes. It wasn't quite tears that I wanted to let loose, but there was some sort of nostalgic emotion boiling in my chest, working its way up my throat...

Now was probably a good time to go inside.

I opened the car door and stepped out into the night air, feeling the slight chill almost immediately. Thank God I decided to wear a polar-fleece today—it was definitely coming in handy right now.

But it wasn't good enough to stop the shiver of nerves that were continuously trailing my spine at the suspense of how I was going to cope with my sister's silence tomorrow morning—yeah, I knew that I still had about eight hours until I had to discover what would happen, but I didn't sleep properly most nights, leaving me with at least five out of those eight hours to overthink everything.

I was dreading it.

My hand felt slick on the doorknob as I twisted it open, and my heart beat with a dull pulse in my chest, preparing for the hours of torture that was going to dwarf on me tonight. My brain was already starting to think overtime about my sister hating me and never talking to me again, but also about how things might never be the same between Tamsyn and I ever again, or about how I might never get my best friend back even though I missed him despite the fact that he was dating my sister...

It was all starting to get too much and my head hadn't even touched the pillow.

"Micah?"

My eyes snapped open—I hadn't even realised I'd closed them—at the sound of Alicia's worried tone. This was the first time in what seemed like forever that she'd actually spoken to me. It almost seemed like a dream... "Huh?"

Alicia was standing about ten feet away at the cooking island facing the front door, wearing a thin threadbare hoodie, a pair of faded grey sweat and a beanie over her head to cover her damp blonde hair. There was no makeup on her face, leaving her features to look bare and innocent. "You okay?" she asked, her voice free of any tension.