Lies

Chapter 39

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First off THANK YOU FOR READING! YA'LL ARE INCREDIBLE!

SECOND, I'M SORRY YOU'VE WAITED SO LONG.

THIRD, I'M BACK! SO THE WAIT IS OVER!

I would like to say this summer I've been so busy with family, friends and my new job. So sorry I've been a little preoccupied. But I didn't forget about you or this story.

WARNING!

Read to your own leisure, however some violence will be included in the next three chapters.

If you are comfortable move on, but if you can't continue I understand.

Thank you again for waiting so long.

Here we go!

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Mila

"What do you want Mila? I have more important things to do." Logan looks at me with a bored expression.

He's standing tall with a casual appearance. Just jeans and a regular t-shirt. Nothing too extravagant. His eyes shift to my yard as if someone could be watching him. He turns back and raises his eyebrows, his head nods towards the inside of my home. As if he were asking for permission.

Since when did he ever ask for that?

He walks in and heads up the stairs without a second thought. His footsteps sounded heavier than before. As if there is an overbearing weight attached to him. I follow him quickly after locking the front door.

He takes a seat on my bed and begins to raise his shirt. I'm a bit stunned as he places it on my bed and uses his arms to prompt himself up. His eyes rake over me and for some reason I feel insecure. I feel sad. But mostly, I feel less inclined to continue this meeting.

Before I would've been alright with having sex with him. Before I was fine using him. Now, it doesn't feel the same. Felix had left me. Hannah lied to me. Jake played games with me and Logan, Logan was just there. As any temporary replacement.

I thought I was loved by Felix. I believed that to be the case. I begged him back the day after he ended his deal. He was slipping and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold on. He had become sand in my hands, but I didn't want to keep small grains of him. I wanted all of him.

Though he wanted none of you.

I know.

"Are we doing this or not?" Logan's impatience was alarming. He didn't sound like this prior and it makes me wonder why?

"No, I wanted to discuss something with you." He doesn't move an inch to retrieve his shirt.

I head over to stand against my wall adjacent to him as my silk pajama bottoms swish against the floor. I feel my top move against my mid-drift as I cross my arms to cover my chest. I forgot to put on a bra, before he came.

"Can it wait?" He sighs, leaning his head back.

I don't want to give him his USB and I don't want to continue this deal anymore. How does one say I realized that this game of ours hurt me more than I thought. I had become the worst side of me. I had allowed jealousy to control me. So how can I even say that this deal is off?

I was the one who started it. I was the one who wanted Kagami to hurt. She wasn't supposed to like Felix. She was never supposed to like him. He was the only one who didn't see her that way. Until finally he did. So I tried my best to tighten the reigns. Was that the issue?