Desire (completed)

•Chapter 17•

Chapter 17: Hidden pictures

Pushing my brown hair out of my face I sit in the middle of the room. My legs crossed and my head hanging low. I'm confused, so confused. I didn't think that accidentally sleeping with Logan could start a sudden desire in me. It scared me. I didn't expect it. It's like a quick punch in the face. I didn't see it coming but it hit me hard. I'm very scared on this 'desire' I have towards Logan. It's mostly sexual desire, I'm certain. I couldn't actually like him. He's annoying, he doesn't talk much and.... Did I say he's annoying? Groaning I try to remember exactly what happened that night so maybe it threw away this desire. I place my hands on my head trying my hardest o recall Megan's birthday. Then suddenly, I remember. I remember the way his hands roamed my body. The way he kissed me fiercely. I was hoping remembering would kill the desire, but it seemed to fuel it. I let out a strangled scream and I fall back into the hardwood floor.

My phone ringing thankfully pulled me out of my thoughts. I bite my lip looking at the caller ID.

"Hey mum." I smile softly into the phone.

"Ashley!" I hear my mum squeal. I pull the phone away from my ear, my eyes wide.

"You sound good mum!" I smile.

"I feel much better. These past four months with out anyone-"

"Four Months?" I ask taken back, "four damn months?" Sighing I run a hand through my hair, my fingers catching the knots.

"Yes. It's been four months. Anyway, sweetie I called to tell you that your fathers funeral is this Saturday"

You took your time.

"That's great."

"Are you coming?" She asks hopefully,

"Do you really think I'd miss this?" I ask closing my eyes as I think about my father. I hear the door open and Megan walks in, I smile at her. My smile falls when I see the tears running down her face. She falls onto my bed, her mascara runs down her face ruining her make up. She covers her face and groans.

"I have to go mom, but I'll be home by Friday. I love you, bye."

"Love you too, sweetie." She says before hanging up. I place my phone down an get up, a walk over to the bed and lay down beside Megan.

"What's wrong?" That's all it took for Megan to lean on my shoulder and cry. I don't ask why she's crying straight away, I simply wrap my arms around her, gently running my finger through her smooth, long blonde hair. As her sobs echo through the room I can softly make out words that she mumbles.

"Jason.....fight......over."

I wait until her sobs quiet down before asking, "what happened?"

Her and I both sit up but I still keep my arms wrapped tightly around her.

"Jason came to see me." She hiccups, "he told me how he wanted us to be something more and I was still angry at him for what he did at the club-"

I cut her off confused, "what did Jason do at the club?"

She sobs, wiping away the stray tears from her cheeks recalling the memories.

"He....girl.... Bedroom." She hiccups, she takes deep breaths calming down for a few seconds before bursting, "he cheated on me!"

"Shh." I comb my fingers through her hair, "I didn't know you weren't dating"

She sobs harder, "we're not!"

I sigh at her, pulling out of my chest I look her in the eyes. "Megan do you like Jason?" She nods vigorously.

"Does he know that?" I ask, Megan wipes her eyes glancing around the room.