Chapter 23
She sighed heavily, god what was going on? She couldn't help but wonder still if he was ok. Celeste continued to look out the window, hoping maybe to see his truck pull into her driveway. Maybe he'd changed his mind and decided to come back to her. She shook her head, it was silly really cause she knew he hadn't. He was still trapped, still trapped with Nyla no less.
Wiping at her eyes, she frowned. What she wouldn't give to have him there with her now. She missed him so much. Fighting back tears, she rested her head on the couch. Her eyes drifted shut when a pair of hands closed over her shoulders, rubbing gently.
"Celeste, you've got to stop this, you're gonna make yourself sick with worry."
"I know, but I can't help it. I'm so worried."
"I know you are, but you have to believe that they're gonna be ok, really."
"I do believe that Scott, but I can't help but worry."
Scott nodded.
"I tried calling him again, but there was no answer, this is so frustrating. Why won't he call again? Why? Doesn't he know I'm worried?"
"Of course he knows and I'm sure when he can, he'll call. It's just hard right now, I know how much Nick loves you, I'm sure it's bothering him that he can't call you. You know they have to try to conserve the battery energy of their cell phones. Plus it's hard to get a signal in the middle of a storm too."
She nodded silently. She knew all that, but she didn't want to hear it. She felt Scott sit next to her, gently placing a hand on her shoulder and she sighed, grateful for the comfort.
