On the Run

Chapter 25

"Amy," Logan's voice pulls me out of my nightmare and brings me back to reality.

"Hmm?" I lift my head off of my hand. On the drive back, I ended up falling asleep. We are parked outside of my apartment and Logan is staring at me with an unreadable expression. He made a good point about our problem being that we don't talk to one another but if he knew what I truly was thinking he would never speak to me again.

"Thanks for the ride," I weakly smile at him. I grab my backpack and swing it over one shoulder and get out of the car. The car door closes behind me and I start to walk towards the entrance. I don't bother looking back knowing that I will see a broken hearted man sitting behind the wheel. Memories of what happened at the beach start to replay in my mind. It scares me that I forcefully pushed Logan when he went to grab my arm. I let out a sigh and grab my keys from the side pocket of my bag.

The apartment is dark and quiet. After flicking on the lights, I toss my bag on the couch.

*buzz buzz*

I pull my phone out of my pocket and see that Dillon is calling. I lock the screen ignoring the call. I'm really confused about how I feel about both Dillon and Logan and the last thing I need is to do is talk to him. I leave my phone on the coffee table and I head into the kitchen. The counter tops are empty and all the dishes have been put away neatly. I open the fridge and see that Blake has left us a pasta dish that just needs to be warmed up in the microwave. I take the plate and set it in the microwave and set the time for a minute 30 seconds. Watching the seconds count down, my mind starts to wander into the other room where my phone is. Why is he calling me? He should be out with Liz on their movie date. Part of me wishes that I could be on that date but the other half is scolding me for thinking that way. I'm lucky that Logan likes me after all that I have put him through. I don't know how he does it. The timer goes off, bringing me back down to Earth. I take my food and bring it out the couch. I pick up my phone and see that I have two more missed calls from Dillon and a message from him.

Dillon: call me

I dial his number and bring my phone up to my ear.

"Open up the door," he growls and hangs up before I get the chance to say anything. I jump up off of the couch and open up the door. Dillon storms in right past me.

"I need to know," he starts to say with his back towards me. "Do you still love me?"

"What?" I ask, appalled by the sudden need to know. I didn't expect this at all. He turns around and walks up to me. The gap between was almost non-existent. I stare at my feet knowing that I might kiss him if I look him in the eye.

"Do you still love me?" he asks again. There is an urgency in his voice that I hadn't heard in a long time.

"Why are you asking me this?" my heart starts to beat faster and I know my cheeks are flushed because of how close we are standing. His scent hasn't changed and it still has an intoxicating effect on me.

"Liz was rambling today and mentioned that you talk about me in your sleep." I look up and our eyes meet.

"You can't believe everything that she says...." My voice trails off. Dillon brought his lip between his teeth and I suddenly felt claustrophobic. I raised my hands and gingerly put them on his chest. "Dillon stop. I have a boyfriend." I may be confused about my feelings for the two of them but I know that I will never cheat on one with the other. Dillon took a step back but he was still waiting for the answer that he wanted to hear.

"You walked out on my best friend because she mentioned something that isn't even true? Dillon don't hurt her. She really likes you." I chastised him. "Get out now. I can't have you here."