Emily
I sit in the foyer of Logan’s house waiting for him to come home. I waited for hours, watching the Sun fall beyond the horizon, darkness overtaking the landscape. All of the life outside has gone to sleep, but I remain awake, unable to bring myself to leave this section of the house.
Guilt overtakes my body. I know that it is wrong with me to keep logan out of my plan, to keep him in the dark, but there’s so much that he does not know. There’s so much weight and baggage to my past that I don’t want him to feel the need to hold onto. He deserves to live a life away from constant pain and agony.
I stare at my phone. I wait for him to call or text but nothing comes in. It feels like agony waiting for Logan to come back home. My heart simply cannot take it when he is gone for a long period of time.
Just as I’m about to give up, standing from the bottom step of the staircase, my phone vibrates against the wooden floor. I immediately snatch it into my hands, staring at the phone screen. Disappointment floods over my body at the sight of Jack’s name instead of Logan’s.
My thumb hover is over the screen, hesitant to answer the call. I eventually swipe across, pulling the phone up to my ear as I force out any shakiness in my voice, not wanting him to think that something is wrong. The last thing I need is another dilemma in my life that logan and I will endlessly argue about, ripping us further apart from one another.
“Jack?” I speaking into the phone, “Is everything okay?”
“Hi, Emily,” he chuckles on the other side of the call. I roll my eyes, wondering why I allowed myself to get worked up over a simple phone call. “I was wondering if you could do me a favor.”
“A favor? What is it?” I ask. My voice sounds tired.
I walk up the stairs, finding myself in front of my bedroom door, waiting for my friend to respond. I step inside and close the door behind me, putting the phone on speaker as I toss it onto my bed, moving to my closet, I stripped myself of my clothes and put on comfortable pajamas.
“Are you okay?” Jack asks.
My heart melts that he knows that something is wrong. He has always been so attentive like that, even when we were kids. He would always bring me a popsicle during the summer whenever I scraped my knee, hoping that it would cheer me up. It did.
I shake my head, letting out a small laugh. I pick up the phone and bring it to my face, staring at his name on the screen.
“Yeah,” I breathe out, “yeah I’m fine. I’m still tired from today, well, from everything that’s happening in my life.”
Jack laughs. It is strained, filled with nervous energy. I can’t quite put my finger on what it is that he could be hiding for me, maybe he knows something about Derek that he doesn’t want to talk about over the phone.
“There is an event that I was invited to,” he says after his laughter dies down, “it is so stupid, really, but I have to go. It’s for
work.”
“Oh,” I know in my head, acting impressed, hoping that he can hear my playful tone, “a work event you say. Tell me more!”
“You are still as inquisitive as ever, you know? I swear, you can figure anything out,” Jack laughs some more. I roll my eyes at
this comment.
When we were kids, I figured out that Jack was lying to me. He was keeping a secret for me, something so silly now that I think and didn’t wanna about it, but it was so serious to me back when we were kids. He decided to hide the fact that he got a ne
share it.
It is so stupid. Something so silly that I got worked up over. Maybe that is why I have a good eye for figuring out if people are lying to me or not. It’s a gift.
“Ouch. Way to dig up the past,” I throw my head back and laugh. “I can go with you, though. When is it?”
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Chapter 148.
“It’s tomorrow night! I hope it isn’t too late of a notice,” he sheepishly says.
‘Not at all,” I waved my hand at the phone, acting as if he can see the.
+25 BONUS
I paused for a moment, remembering what Logan said in the car, about not trusting the men in my life. I turned my attention back to the phone, picking it up.
“Hey…would it be okay if I brought my fiancé? He would really appreciate meeting you. You can tell him a bunch of embarrassing stories when we were kids… I promise not to stop you,” I smile fondly at the screen.
There is a pause on the other end of the line. My anxiety heighten as I wait for his response, biting my thumbnail as I wait. Jack lets out an exasperated sigh.
“Honestly? I would really like if it would just be us. I would love to use the time to catch up on all of the years we missed out on.”
I slowly nod, taking my time to respond. Logan is not going to like this, but I cannot ditch Jack, especially not after he returned to the city.
“Sure! Yeah! That’s fine. Text me the address to the hotel and I’ll meet you there, okay?”
“Sounds like a plan! I’ll see you then!” Jack ends the call.
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