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

plane," Ernest's response made my heart

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

Those two words clenched my

phone from his hand, "Is

shaking slightly. "Ernest, talk to me. Is something wrong? You're not just saying you're going back home to 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 seriously keeping him

lying to

my response. "I

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 a

him on the plane and another of his ticket.

he hadn't even come

face must have turned several shades paler, and Dustin and

spoke up, "Ernest's a jerk. I'll call

from dialing Ernest's

"Felicia..." Conrad started.

him and typed a message to Ernest: [Is something happening

No reply came.

I

I can understand why

you