No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Felicia!" Conrad caught my arm in a tight grip.

I glanced at the bandage wrapped around his head and then shifted my gaze to Dustin, who had walked in with him. "I think something might have happened to Ernest."

Dustin frowned, clearly skeptical. "What do you mean, something happened? How can you tell?"

I couldn't really; it was just a gut feeling.

"I called him, and he seemed distracted, said he'd call me back later, but he hasn't yet," I explained.

"And you didn't try calling him again?" Conrad chimed in.

I hadn't, actually.

Ernest said he'd call back, so I just waited, never bothering to dial his number again.

"I'll call him," Conrad declared, pulling out his phone and dialing Ernest's number.

It took a while for the call to be answered. "Mr. Wagner."

Since Conrad was making the call right in front of me, I could hear everything clearly.

Conrad got straight to

plane," Ernest's response made my heart skip a

me, then asked Ernest, "On a plane? Where are you

two words clenched my heart

from

fool me, are you? Where are you really?" I couldn't believe he wouldn't come to see me after I woke up, not unless something was

not lying

I could focus on was him, my disbelief clear in my response. "I don't buy it. You've lied before; this

silence on the line, and I thought Ernest was searching for an excuse. But then he said, "Yes, I'm a liar, but I'm not lying about this. If you don't believe me, I'll send you

of him on the plane and another of

come to see me

Dustin and Conrad were at a loss for words, simply watching

a jerk.

Conrad from dialing

"Felicia..." Conrad started.

a message to Ernest: [Is something

No reply came.

I

something's wrong, I can understand why you had to

you