Crissa's Mate

Chapter Forty-Seven

"Oh, my gosh," Crissa said, closing her eyes tightly as if to hide the scene from Robby.

"Well . . . you guessed it. Robby walked in on that. Just when it was happening. And he's never gotten over it or let me drink anything since."

"I see . . . But this seems like  maybe more than that, Trisha. He's very possessive of you."

"Tell me about it. Too possessive!"

"Well, I guess you could say he does love you, then."

"Love?  or obsess  over me?"

Crissa was silent.

"So, are you coming with me to Troy's party tomorrow night?"

"You're really going to go now?"

"Definitely  I'm going to go. And to any other party that comes my way up here. He doesn't own me."

"Well, to be honest, Trish, I won't be going. This club I went to the evening? It has this . . . well, event I really want to be a part of tomorrow night."

"That club? About . . . wolves?"

"Yeah."

"You mean during the day or the night?"

"It's happening at night. It's sort of a special excursion. And well . . . because I've been on these kind of studies, I just thought . . ."

"Fine then. I personally think you'd have a better time at the party. But hey, it's up to you, girlfriend. I'm going for sure. It just looks like a great way to meet people here, that's all."

"I know, Trish. You're right!  And normally I would force myself to go with you. But this is something kind of . . . I don't know . . . personal, I guess?"

"OK, if it's about . . . a guy who's going . . ."

"Well no . . . but . . . it's kinda like that."

Trisha looked at her critically, trying to detect where she was going with her excuse.

"See, ultimately, it's all about David. And there's no one else."

"Alright. You don't have to tell me more. I respect your reasons."

"Thanx, Trish. The very next party, I promise. I'll go along with you. No matter what Robby says."

"Good!  I'll let you know what kind of people show up tomorrow night. And what happens with that creepy Troy."

"Perfect."

Trisha moved over to her desk and looked at a small digital clock.

"Oh no!  The last aerobic group meets in five minutes!  I'm outa here, Crissy."

She grabbed her exercise clothing, threw it into her bag along with her keys and a sweater and rushed toward the door.

"Look. I'm not answering my phone tonight, OK? If Robby calls the dorm here, just tell him I'm exercising and then . . . I'll be in the library until it closes tonight."

"Alright," Crissa said. "I may be there myself, till late. I'm so behind in my reading!"

"Glad you'll be out, then. Robby won't find anyone answering. He can just worry!" She smiled with satisfaction. "See ya then, babes!"

When the door shut, Crissa prepared her book bag for the library. She planned to stay until twelve o' clock, the hour it closed each night. She knew forcing herself to work on her assignments would hopefully reduce some of her preoccupation with David's unknown situation. Especially knowing the moon, by then, would be directly overhead.

Just before leaving the room at around nine o' clock, Crissa heard her own smartphone ringing in her book bag. She reached in and looked to see who might be trying to reach her. It was Brad calling from Alaska.

"Hello. Brad?"

"Yeah, Crissa. It's me. How are you?

"I'm OK."

"And Dave?"

"Good, I mean. Well, you know . . ."

"Yeah. That's why I'm calling. He told me he got a place down there. And a part time job?"

"Yeah, Brad, he did. I'm so proud of him."

"Ok. But what about . . . now? Tonight?  Where . . . How . . ."

"I set him up in a cabin. In the mountains. It's away from people. He's up there now. It's my family's summer place."

"Alone?"

"Well. Yes. He wanted it that way. He has everything he needs up there. And its only a night or two more . . . then he'll . . ."

"Let's hope he will."

"Actually, I'm going up there tomorrow night, Brad. With a wolf conservation group. I hope to check on conditions there."

"So, were you able to see him when he was  . . ."

"Yeah Brad, I did. That second day. I went up to check. He let me near him. Even touch him. There was this  . . . amazing communication. Like in Germany."

"OK. So . . . do you think he's with any . . . other wolves, Crissa?"

"I'm pretty sure that's the situation. I don't know how it's going though yet. But I hope to find that out tomorrow night."

"Yeah, he's got only, what . . . two more nights or so?"

"Yes. I believe it will end after that. Sunday night maybe."

"I really miss the guy, Crissa. And I worry about him so much during this time."

"I know, Brad. You two were very close."

"Are  very close. I really don't like that he's down there so far away. But maybe its better for now. Julie is . . . I don't even know where right now.  Or how she's handling the change  this month."

"Yeah. I worry, too."

"I told you. She ran away from Dekker and his . . . lab work.  Still, no one's seen her since she broke out. Dekker is searching everywhere."

"God. That is so creepy!"

"But he keeps a low profile, now. Basically, for what he did this summer. To us. He still might be busted for that. I think the university's still deliberating on it. He's on campus, though. Teaching classes. But I know he would love to get his hands back on Julie. Get her back into his lab. And David for sure. So I guess it's best you've got him hidden down there somewhere."

"I'll let you know what I find out tomorrow night, Brad. His motorcycle is up there in the cabin. He has a way to return when things are over. But I hope to see him again during that next night or day. When he's still . . . "

"Yeah, I know."

"Possibly Sunday morning if I can get my parents' or a friend's car."

"Well, just be careful, Crissa. We've both witnessed how quickly things can turn tragic . . . with this nightmare mutation."

"I'm careful, Brad. You just need to know . . . how much I love David. And I'm convinced he loves me too."

"Well, that's between the two of you," he said softly. "He's just really fortunate you've taken him in this way . . . and are helping him cope."

"Thanks, Brad. We'll stay in touch."

"OK. Later, then."

As Crissa closed the phone and began her solitary walk across campus, she forced herself for the first time not to look up at the sky. It was too depressing to see how the bright night still illuminated her way. It would be all she could do to keep her emotions over the next day and night under control. For her confused and uncertain feelings about David's condition were now close to consuming her.

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