Chapter 88: Fizzled Thoughts

Rick's POV: When he finally made it home, Rick went straight to his bedroom and laid down on the bed. He stared at the ceiling, his mind racing. He didn't know what to do. Should he confront Lizzie? Should he believe Bethany? He felt so lost, like he was in a fog. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind. Maybe sleep would bring some clarity. He drifted off, his thoughts swirling around in his head. He didn't know how long he had been asleep when he was jolted awake by the sound of his phone ringing. Lizzie's POv: "Hi, "she said after Rick finally picked up her calls. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Nothing," he said, answering very coldly. "Nothing?" she asked, confused by his cold tone. "You haven't been answering my calls. I was worried about you." "I'm fine," he said, his voice still cold. "I just needed some time to myself." "That's okay," she said, her voice softening. "But you know you can always talk to me, right? I'm here for you." "I know," he said