Pumped-Up Kicks 2

2.3

Telly (poor thing)
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I was grateful that Logan had a little bit of dignity and respect for me. I hugged my knees as I sat on my shower floor. The warm water beat down on my skin. People say that the shower is the best place to think. And I hatched the perfect idea.

No one wants me here. Remie and Jase are busy with each other and Mason starts tour later this week. Logan and Jessa makes me sick and I don't belong here anymore. I want to get as far away from all of them as possible. I would try to put as much distance between all of us as possible.
And what do people do when they need to get away?

They leave. They disappear. They run away. And I had the perfect plan so no one would find me for a while. I was bound to come back. You can say that I was generally crazy and psychopathic. But I didn't care. I wanted to be left alone so I had to leave. But first I had to tie loose ends. End things with Mason. If I was to escape I had to be truly free.

But even that couldn't happen. I was chained here because of Logan.

The shower water had started running cold before I had even touched a bar of soap. I stood up and squeezed my shower gel into my loofa and scrubbed my skin hard. Although I was still so hurt by Logan and Jessa, I wasn't gonna let my new room go to waste before I left.

And sleeping in my bed was a mistake. I felt dirty and I didn't feel alone. I could practically feel Jessa and Logan in between the sheets. They lingered on my skin and I tried scrubbing it away. But no matter how hard I tried, the thought always came back.

My skin was red and blistering from my scrubbing. I knew I needed to stop before I made myself bleed. I pumped the water hotter rinsing myself off. I watched the white soapy water escape down the drain. I rubbed my scalp hard hoping that the smell of woods wouldn't cling to my hair. I watched the small bits of dirt untangle themselves from between the dark strands. I scratched my scalp all over swirling the shampoo around and around between my hair.

Soon I was finished and I rushed drying off and lotioning myself. Then I threw clothes on and started packing my bags. I only threw in a few outfits before zipping it closed. I looked out my windows. It was still dark out and quiet. I guess that would make sense because it was midnight.

I rushed down the steps with a few bags and shoved them in the trunk of my car. I closed it softly before taking a deep breath. "Going somewhere?" I spun around quickly and looked at Jase. His arms were crossed over his chest and he looked pissed.

"Don't creep up like that." I pressed a hand to my chest trying to calm my heart down. "If I didn't spend so much time in the shower I could've made an easy escape." My sorta damp hair was piled on top of my head in a loose messy bun.

"Telly. What are you doing?" I didn't even have an excuse to give Jase. He was so absorbed into his relationship with Remie that I didn't think he would even notice my absence. I stood there speechless like an idiot without any explanation. "Are you running away?"

"Kind of." I admitted and crossed my legs.

"Why?"

"Because I don't belong here anymore."

"But Seattle is your home." He choked out. I could see that he was truly hurt by me trying to leave. "Why would you leave all of us behind? How could you do this to us? To me?"

"Jase please. It's not that I wanted to. I just can't stay here anymore." I admitted and shook my head. "This place just isn't good for me anymore. It reminds me of too much." I looked around and up to the sky.

"What happened?" He grabbed my hands in his and pleaded with me to tell him.

"I'm surprised your bitch sister didn't tell you that."