Chapter 112

Stepping outside the cold nipped at my warm skin. My mom was right, the temperature had definitely fallen. The coldness didn't bother me as much as it would normal people, but the rain was another thing. Dropping my bag, I slipped my arms through one of the most comfortable and warmest sweaters I owned and wrapped a scarf around my neck. The sky was heavy with thick grey and black clouds that screamed downpour and the air felt more like a winter morning. I just hoped Jude wouldn't be too late. Moments later my wish was granted and pulling up outside my house was Jude in his Toyota pickup. From a distance he looked like he normally did, light brown hair falling into his eyes and slightly down the nape of his neck. His arms were folded across his chest as he leaned his head back with his eyes closed. From this far away he looked like your normal teenage guy, not someone hiding secrets, having to tend to his beaten mother every day and going home to a place where he was hated.