Get Ready to Run

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

Tyler's P.O.V

Just when I think my feelings for her are slowly diminishing, she does something to spark that light right back up once again.

I really thought a few one night stands would help me forget her, in fact, I was certain they would. Except they didn't, not even by a long shot. If anything, I think I like her more now. And seeing her go out with Roberts wasn't helping.

Okay yeah, the dork grew up and he doesn't look like a fragile child anymore, but I'm positive he hasn't changed. I remember him back in high school, he was that kid that walked with his nose inside of a book no matter where you saw him. The type of kid that was just too easy to make fun of, which was weird because he was three years older than I was, but that's how much of a geek he was.

I guess growing up did him well, he has that nerdy look going on that for whatever reason, girls seem to love. I never understood that, but it has Sawyer in a trace, and I definitely didn't like that.

When he came to pick her up, I was really expecting to see the same short, pasty skin book worm, but when I opened up that door and saw the opposite, with a few exceptions, I tried really hard to keep my surprise at bay. After all, I was still trying to intimidate that guy, even though I know he's not competition.

With that said, I couldn't help being jealous that he got to take her out on a date and not me. But I couldn't show that. I'm not going to chase after someone who doesn't want to be chased, that would just make me look clingy and pathetic.

The sad part was that I actually was clingy and pathetic. When they left for their date, I jumped into my car and followed them, but when they dropped Hailey off, I turned back around and sat in my own pile of misery, shame, and regret. 

That's when I started doing a little self evaluation. I knew it wouldn't be as easy as snapping my finger to get over Sawyer and move on, but I had to start somewhere, since hooking up with randoms wasn't working out, which was weird.

That was when I came up with the Christmas gift idea. Originally, I never planned on giving her anything, I was just going to be a dick and say I couldn't find anything for her and leave it at that, but when I was going through my phone and saw the pictures we took of that day, something clicked. Hailey and Sawyer were the closest thing I had to a family and that's all they would ever be to me, and family is more important to have than an unpredictable relationship. At least that's what I kept telling myself anyway.

I guess I thought if I put myself in the friend zone, or in this case the family zone, but that sounds like incest, you get the point though, I could finally move on. And it was working for a while, a short while.

Then she had to get me that book and if that wasn't enough to make me give in, she had to go further and get the one man who's words will always remind me of the beautiful times I shared with my mother. That's when I knew I was fucked.

I literally sat there staring at the book like an idiot, not being able to construct actual sentences from the shock and awe. She had remembered all that I told her and made an effort to give me one of the best gifts I could possible receive. And believe me, that's pretty fucking hard to do, I always end up having double of everything because all the gifts people give me, I already have. I had the Shining, but I didn't have an autographed copy of the Shining, nor did I think I'd ever get one, but she made it happen.

And what do you know, those stupid pieces of shits called feelings came resurfacing after pushing them down my special pit of nothingness, where all things I want to forget end up. Now I don't see how they'll ever go away, and sadly the same goes for Aiden.