Chapter 15- Frozen (in Time)

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Hola amigos!

Sorry for the lack of uploads, I was super sick and then went on a trip for a few days. I'm back now but I Have TONS of ideas and visions for this book.  (The beginning of this was written when I wasn't feeling good, so sorry if it sounds weird.)

I'm trying my best to think up steamy plots and add some more action in here.... so enjoy this chapter ;) *evil chuckle*!!!

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I haven't talked to Zach or Jennette for a week.

The idea of them causing Luke so much pain makes me want to throw up. I went through that once. They cheated, and whenever I talked about my struggles, they failed to mention theirs. I told Zach to his face that I would never fall for another cheater ever again, and he had nothing to say.

Well guess what? Neither do I.

I've held my silence this entire week, dodging text messages and phone calls. I make sure to sneak out of the house and stealthily move down the block when I'm meeting James for lunch or dinner.

There's been a few occasions where I see Zach outside from my window, or I see him swimming in the bay, and I want nothing more than to talk to him. But I know it's for the best that I avoid him.

And to think that he was a good person- that he was trustworthy... he's proved to be nothing but. There are more secrets here than I can seem to put up with.

I'd always notice the little things about him- like the way his left cheek gets a dimple when he grins, or the black specks surrounding his ice blue eyes. I admired the way he'd fiddle his hands together when he was embarrassed or nervous, and when he wasn't I always marveled at his cocky smile...

STOP DROOLING REAGAN!

The point I'm trying to prove to myself is that....

Zach may be delicious and all but I can't fall for a cheater. 

These thoughts have played over and over in my head for the past few days; and as I sit at the local coffee shop not really listening to James babble on and on about this hot guy he saw at the  store the other day, I find myself giving into thinking about Zach once more. 

"Reagan?" James beckons me as he takes a sip of coffee.

"What-yea?" I say, bringing myself back to the now.

"You've got to stop torturing yourself over this Zach guy! So what he's a cheater? You guys can just be friends-with-benefits," James snorts, a stupid grin on his face. I roll my eyes dramatically. 

"One; you're crazy, and two; I don't trust him. I've had too many encounters with cheaters..." I respond, tracing the lid of my cup. 

"Don't you think you're just looking for reasons to hate him? It seems like this guy is pretty secretive. Why not get the full story from him? There could be more to it..." James trails off. 

I look down at my hands. He's right. I can't just assume things- he could have not known she was dating Luke or he could have been drunk... but even that's not an excuse.

"Listen, I got to go," I say, standing up. I take one last gulp of my coffee and throw it in the nearest garbage can.

Before I exit, I look back at James and give him a warm smile to let him know I'm taking his advice.

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20 minutes later and a lot of planning in my head, I'm at Zach's doorstep. I can't believe I'm doing this. 

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