Blissfully Unaware

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Sawyer

    After spending much needed time with my brother I ventured back towards Beau’s house. It had started to snow while Luke and I were at Johnny’s. I probably should have put Beau’s truck into four wheel drive but, I didn’t think the roads would be this bad this soon. I finally I pulled onto our road and my anxiety start to dissipate. Then out of nowhere came the deer. I plowed full force into a big doe. Mind you I was only doing 25MPH but that was enough to smash a headlight and throw me into the ditch.  

    My heart was racing. I can’t believe I hit a damn deer. I unbuckled and hop out of the truck. I inspected the damage. Busted headlight right side, bumper and grill were still intact, but the right fender was dented. The deer was long gone, she’d most likely bleed out internally before the night was through. That thought made my heart ache. I climbed back into the truck to warm up and search for my phone. The force of the accident was enough to send anything that wasn’t held down forward onto the floor. I turned on the inside lights and started digging through the pile of sweaters, papers, and chew bottles. Something hot pink colored caught my attention on the passenger side floor. I grabbed for the object and held it up to the light. I held in my hands a hot pink lace thong.

    A billion thoughts come crashing through my mind. I know these aren’t mine. I would never wear such a tacky color, and I only wore thongs when I wore tight fitted dresses so there are no panty lines. Why would there be some other girls panties in Beau’s truck? We spend so much time together, I couldn’t imagine him cheating. Except he has been kind of distant lately. He’s been pushing me to talk to Luke for weeks and he’s been coming home late from the gym the last few weeks. He keeps saying the machines he needs were taken and he had to wait, but now seeing these panties in his truck. It all makes sense.

    Tears ravaged my face. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think. All I could do was sit there and feel my heart splinter into a million pieces. How could he do this to us, to me?! The anger started to flare up. I wiped my tears and began frantically searching for my phone. Finally at the bottom of the mountain of sweaters I found my it. I dialed Lucy first, but it rang twice and then went to voicemail. She was probably with Sam and I didn’t want to ruin her night. So I punched in Luke’s number and swiped the green call button.

    “Sawyer, I’m not going to kill him. I told-” Luke stopped mid-sentence once he heard my gasps for breath. “What’s wrong?!”

    “I-I n-need you-u to c-come g-g-get me.” I managed to get out between tears.

    “Where are you?”

    “B-b-beau’s-s”

    “I’m on my way!”

    I hung up my phone and placed it in my lap. My heart was broken, Beau didn’t really love me. With that last thought I let out a breath and continued my cry. That long, painful, ugly cry.

    The other shoe had dropped.

    My entire world destroyed in an instant with one pair of hot pink panties.

Luke

    “Are you sure this is what you want to do?” My voice was full of concern. We were standing in the middle of the living room having a heated discussion. I mean it had only been a week since Sawyer hit that deer and she’s making an emotional irrational decision.

    “Luke, I am one hundred percent sure. I have all of my credits, I’m a straight A student. Hell I’m the valedictorian for Christ’s sake. I want to graduate early and go start the next part of my life.” She pleaded.

    “You deserve to walk across that stage; to give your speech! Don’t let him take this away from you. Please.” I begged her. It hurt for me to see her hurting, but I couldn’t bare to see another person take from her.

    “I deserve to be happy.” Tears started to fall freely from her dim green eyes.

    “And being in the same place as him, seeing him everyday would be torture.” It hit me like a ton of bricks. It was her pride or her sanity. Sawyer has reached her breaking point. She’s been strong through so much, but love? Damn am I so fucking pissed off at Beau. I never thought little Beau Whitmore would do this to her. Honestly, I thought he was the best choice; safest choice for her.

    Sawyer grabbed my hand. “I need this Luke, please understand this.”

    “Fine, but I’m driving you up there and I will pick your apartment. I don’t want you living in some shit hole and with shitty pot smoking drug dealing neighbors.”

    Sawyer laughed as she wiped her tears. “I’d like that.”

    “And you’re to come home every break and holiday. The shops doing well now and we can afford it.”

    Sawyer pulled me into a hug. “Thank you.” She whispered. I hugged her harder, crushing her into me. I hated leaving her when I went off to college, and now it was her turn to leave me. My baby sister; my Boog.

    “Alright, want to go to Johnny’s grab some food and start hunting for apartments?”

    “I’ll drive!” There was a blip of excitement in her voice.

    Sawyer grabs her jacket and I had her my keys. She smiled for the first time since I picked her up that night. It was genuine and small, but it was a start. God I hope this is the right decision. She’s so young, but so damn mature. I’m going to have grey hair before I’m twenty-five taking care of her.

    “Luke.”

    “Yeah?”

    “I love you.”

    “I love you too Boog.”

    She put my truck in drive and we were off. All I could think about was how much I am going to miss my baby sister.

Beau

    “She what?” My heart shattered.

    “She left and I don’t blame her.” Lucy hissed.

    “Luce-”

    “Don’t. Only my friends can call me that. You and I are no longer friends.”

    “But I di-”

    “Save it Beau. You’re not who I thought you were.” With that Lucy turned on her heel and stalked off.

    I punched a locker. I was so angry, hurt, confused. How could she leave? How could she not trust me? I have no idea whose underwear those were! I’ve never cheated on any girl, and I would never cheat on Sawyer. Dammit I loved her too much to ever hurt her. If she would just talk to me we could figure it out. My knees buckle as tears prick my eyes. There’s a tightness in my chest. Fuck! This hurts so fucking badly. She’s it, my one and only. I have to get her back.

    I’ll fight for my girl and prove my innocence.

    However long it takes.

TO BE CONTINUED...