Falling for the Good Boy *Editing*

Chapter 8

James drove me home, the two of us sitting in comfortable silence. Our hands were tangled together over the center console. Although I just told him a ginormous lie, I was still as happy as I have ever been.

James walked me to my front door, kissed my cheek and got back into his car, leaving me alone on my doorstep. I unlocked the door, and the second it was shut behind me, my phone began ringing. I dug around in my bag and pulled it out. Without even glancing at the ID, I slid my finger over the screen and pressed the device to my ear as I walked up the stairs to my bedroom.

"Hello?"

"Meet me." 

Then the line went dead, barely giving my heart enough time to skip a beat at the voice. I didn't even bother to change my clothes, I simply turned around on the stairs and left the house without looking back.

I saw Blake before he saw me. His hair was more messy than usual, as if he had ran his hand through it too many times.

"Hi," I whispered. Although being near him caused my head to spin and my lungs to fail, it was fine with me.

"You were on a date with James today." It was more of a statement than a question, but I nodded either way. "I was on a date with Jasmine and saw you guys."

You mean you followed us. I wanted to take my thoughts back, because it was entirely possible that Blake had wanted to take his girlfriend out on a date.

"I heard James say he loves you." Blake's hands were in fists again. He was trying to keep his breathing steady and he was clenching his jaw over and over again.

"Yes, and I love him." I rubbed my lips together after my lie.

Blake stood up faster than I could even make a noise. 

"That's bullshit, Raelene. And you know it!" Blake shouted at me, causing me to flinch and turn away from him.

"What part? That I love him or he loves me?" I was on my feet now too, my head tilted up to make eye contact with Blake.

"That he loves you." What? "I don't understand you, Raelene. So I can't tell if you love him or not. But if you really did love him, then you wouldn't be out here with me. But you also confuse me, so you could really love him and just want to be with me." Blake was rambling and didn't make any sense. "But Raelene, I know one thing for sure. James does not love you. I'm telling you now so that you'll remember it in the future."

And then he left. He just walked away from me. I could tell that he was furious, his clenched fists gave it away. I could tell that he was thinking harder than he should be, he would run his fingers through his hair too many times.

I sat back on the edge of the fountain and held my head in my hands. I couldn't stand it when people yelled at me and I could already feel tears stinging my eyes.

Was he lying to me? Trying to mess with my head? If he was, he was doing a pretty good job of it because I didn't have a single clue of what to do about anything.

I walked back home slowly, a mistake I made due to my thoughts flying around my head. I was walking in the middle of the road, completely distracted when a pair of headlights blinded me. I could hear the engine of the car in front of me and before I knew it, brakes were squealing and I felt a burst of air. 

The truck screeched to a halt about 3 feet in front of me. I was so terrified that I was unable to move.

I heard a door slam, but the headlights were still shining on me so I couldn't see who was walking towards me.