The Road to....Somewhere???

It's Sarah

Ashley's p.o.v.

Ever since that night we first had sex, Logan and I have been going strong.

It has been three weeks, and we haven't had sex again. I didn't really want to continue going so fast. Now that everything was finally out in the open, I felt the need to just take a step back. I knew she understood, and for that, I cared for her even more. When I let myself delve deep inside my head, I knew that I was falling, if I wasn't already, in love with this woman. There wasn't a whole lot of thinking like that, because I made a point to not go there. My fear would end up making me do something stupid. So, instead, I just didn't think about it, and only thought about the joy that was felt when Logan and I were together. 

While diving into those deep thoughts, I also had to admit that, at times, something was off with Logan. Like, it had been a month now and I still hadn't been to her place. She had been at mine countless times, and usually spent the night over the weekends, but I still didn't know even roundabout where she lived. Every time I tried to find out, she made up some excuse about not wanting to go there. There were other things to, but just little stuff. Her phone had been sitting on the coffee table, and I was sitting on the couch. She had went to the kitchen to get something to drink, and her phone rang. I simply picked it up, to take it to her. I didn't even look at it. I didn't believe in invading a person's privacy like that, even if she was my girlfriend and was supposed to have no secrets from me. That is just the kind of person I was raised to be. She was there almost before I could take a step from the couch, saw the phone in my hand, and snatched it away, before heading back into the kitchen, leaving me with a confused, and slightly hurt look on my face.

She had apologized for it, and said she had just been waiting on an important call, but I sensed there was more to it than that. I didn't want to make an issue out of nothing, so I dropped it. I saw the relief pass across her face when I didn't press the issue. There was also things that I couldn't put a finger on. Nothing specific, just feelings I got. I didn't want to think about these things, though, so I didn't. I just buried them. I wasn't getting a cheating feeling, and that was really the only thing I couldn't deal with, or forgive a person for, so all was well.

 It was Friday, and tomorrow was a month since Logan and I had met. She wasn't staying tonight, having to work late. Inventory time was the worst when it came to retail. Tonight it would be over with, though, and her stress level was bound to ease off. I wanted to do something special, like a one month thing, but I was coming up blank. I didn't want a repeat of things we had already done. I wanted something special. I was going out with Cassie and Erin tonight. Logan was busy, and I hadn't seen them since the party. Cassie and I talked regularly, but we hadn't hung out. 

I got ready and left the house. I was meeting Cassie and Erin at The Quest, the local gay club. I had only been here a handful of times, Sarah not being one for going to clubs. I was looking to have a good time tonight. I was happier than I could ever remember, and life seemed to be falling into place. A night out with my best friends, and a little alcohol seemed like a good way to have a good time. I pulled up, parked, and texted Cassie to tell her I was here. Showing my I.D., and paying the cover, I went in looking for my friends. They were easily spotted, standing at the bar. It was still a little early, only 9, and there weren't many people here yet. By midnight, breathing would be difficult for all of the bodies being crammed into this one building.

"Hey. I see y'all started without me." I said, as I sat on a stool next to Cassie and ordered a beer from the bartender. 

"Couldn't wait forever for ya." Cassie jokingly said. 

"Kind of slow tonight, huh?"

"It will pick up soon. So, how are things with you? We haven't seen you in like a month."

"I'm sorry. Most of my time has been spent with Logan."

"I know, and I'm concerned. When we wanted you to get out, and meet someone, we kind of meant a few someones. It hasn't been long since you were in a very long term relationship. I'm worried about you jumping into another one." Cassie was being serious. I saw the concern in her eyes for me, and I knew she only said this stuff because she cared.

"I wasn't exactly looking for this, Cas. It just kind of happened. I feel things for her that I never even felt for Sarah. I'm scared as hell, but I can't just blow it off because it's too soon or something."

"Ash, I know. I know you are a hopeless romantic, and how you are about the whole love thing. I just don't want to see you hurt. I spent ten years watching you hurt. I've had enough to last a lifetime."

"Thanks Cas, and I appreciate your concern, but I am happy. Happier than I can ever remember being."

"I see that. I just wanted to voice my opinion, and let you know, if she hurts you, I'm gonna kick her ass."

"You should tell her that, not me."

"If y'all ever did anything with us, I would."

She had a point there. It was a little below the belt, but I couldn't blame her. Logan and I had been so wrapped up in each other, I had neglected my friendship with Cassie. I was going to make sure to change that. I wanted her and Erin to know Logan, and see what we had. Maybe then, they could quit worrying about me. We chatted for awhile longer, and had a couple more drinks.

"I gotta go to the bathroom. Be right back." I said to them as I got off the stool, and headed to the bathroom. By this time, there were a whole lot more people here, and I was a little bit tipsy. I wasn't much of a drinker, and it didn't take much.

I made it to the bathroom, and was washing my hands when the bathroom door opened. I didn't think anything about it, other than to just notice that it had occurred. Suddenly, arms were wrapped around my waist, and in my slightly inebriated state, I assumed it was Logan. Who else would it be?

"Hey baby. You came. I sure was missing you, and I am so glad you came." I said all this as I was turning around. My hands were about to find their way around her waist, and I stopped.

It isn't Logan standing behind me.

It's Sarah.