Pumped-Up Kicks 2

1.3

Logan
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I told Jessa that something bad would happen. Most teenagers wouldn't think that having sex is a bad thing. But this is Jase's sister that I just screwed. Not Telly. Not the one girl I'm really in love with. I wouldn't feel so bad if I had felt something towards her. And Jessa knows damn well that I don't feel the same way about her. But no guy could ever turn down a blow job. Especially one that was free.

But Jessa wasn't Telly. And Telly wasn't here with me. She was nowhere to be found. Telly was just as smart as Jessa so she probably thought it would be better to leave me alone for a while. "Jess?" I traced shapes into her bare skin and spoke into her hair. This was absolutely crazy. Just the fact that I slept with my true love's best friend's sister. It made no sense what so ever and I should have said no.

"Logan." She said back smiling sweetly. "What is it?" She wrapped her arms around my torso as she stared off into space.

"This can't happen again." I spoke slowly. She probably wouldn't understand.

"This is still about her isn't it?" She sighed and shook her head. I didn't really like the way she said her as referring to Telly but I tried to ignore it. "You said it yourself that you needed to forget about her." She brought back that memory. "You know I'm right. That you need to let her go."

"I know you're right Jess." I sighed out becoming frustrated.

"You have to let her go. Just like she did you." Jessa suggested and kissed my collarbone. "I wouldn't mind being a Telly 2.0." She shrugged and shifted against me. Her warm skin was such a difference compared to Telly. Hers was always cold. Jessa's hair was different too. It was purely blonde and not soiled with hair dye. Maybe green eyes and blonde hair would be a nice change for me. It would be a contrast to my features. And the glasses on her face were a nice touch.

She laced our fingers together and her tangled bracelets brushed against my skin. None of them had a purpose like Telly's. Jessa didn't have 3 holes in her ears. But Telly didn't have a belly ring.

Telly was perfect in all of her ways but she can't see it. Just how beautiful she really is. How crazy that Telly was. How amazing she was.

Jessa was wild. She was so different. She was also very beautiful. But Jessa knew exactly what she wanted. And she would go to extremes to get what she wants.

The two girls were both so good but so bad for me. But that doesn't matter. It matters who I can see myself living a life with. Who I can tolerate for longer than this temporary storm. Who I can love unconditionally for the rest of eternity. And I'm sure that Telly would win my heart in the end. She already made me feel whole again. Like I was alive. She already held the key to my heart. So why not be smart and pick her?

Because she might not feel the same. And if she does, she was just being stubborn as hell.
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Telly (OMG finally)
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I found myself tangled with Moose. "Tell?" He spoke into my hair and his fingers pressed softly into my shoulder blade.

"Mason." I said back and poked his dimple making it go in deeper. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is gonna change between us right?" I knew what he meant. It was inevitable. He would become rich and famous and be adored by so many people. He won't be held back in the gloomy state of Washington. He won't be chained to the land of America. He was free as of now. All of the hard work would pay off in the end. He had started pulling himself away from me because of all the time he would be in the studio. It wasn't fair to be honest. He could live his life. And I couldn't.