Day Seven

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  Robert paced back and forth at the bottom of the stairs. What have I gotten myself into? he asked himself. Robert was in shock that so drastically, so easily, so effortlessly he ended up in Hailey’s house once again - but with her consent this time. He knew she wouldn’t argue with him and follow what he said. He could tell that Hailey was nervous, just as he was. Getting to her house was the easy part, now he didn’t know what to do or say to her.

  The entire time in the car he wanted to reach over and stroke her skin. He wanted to feel her flesh under his fingertips. He wondered if Hailey caught him stealing glimpses of her from the corner of his eye. He thought not since she looked frozen in fear as she sat there unmoving. Robert wondered what was taking Hailey so long upstairs. The longer she took, the longer he had to be alone with his thoughts - something he didn’t like. Robert liked to act on impulse alone. Thinking about things makes you make bad decisions. Go with the flow, he had always said.

  Little did they know, but they both felt the same fears. They both paced. Both their hands were sweating. A million questions went through their minds. All they had to do was talk to figure it out. Their feelings intertwined with one another. Either way, at that moment, Robert knew what he had to do.