Boomerang

Chapter 3. The Plan

Beau

    It’s been months since she left and took my heart with her. She changed her number and deleted all of her social media. Luke and Lucy refuse to speak to me, but at least Sam tells me what he can. Sawyer’s been living in Lansing and working. So far no new guy in her life. I clange to that hope. I accepted an offer to Ohio State and I leave tomorrow. I wanted to be close to her. Gaylon left yesterday for Michigan State, he received a full ride. He’s my excuse to try and run into Sawyer.

Sam and Gaylon have been trying to help me figure out who put those panties in my truck. I thought they could have been one of my sister’s or even my moms, but they all denied owning such skanky panties. It turns my stomach knowing someone wanted to hurt Sawyer like this; she’d already been through so much. The abuse from her father, assaulted by her brother’s best friend, her mother’s passing. My heart ached for her. I have got to fix this.

    I heard my phone ping with a message. I hope it’s Sam or Gaylon, or anyone but her. I drop the shirt I was folding to pack away and walk over to my side table. I pick up my phone and sure enough, it’s fucking Caroline. Ever since Sawyer took off she’s been sniffing around. Offering to “take my mind off of her”. I’ve been politely declining but she’s only getting more bold. She cornered me at Gaylon’s going away party and kept touching me. Eventually she tried to climb into my lap and kiss me. I stood up, pushing her off of me. The only girl I wanted to kiss was all the way in Michigan and refused to talk to me. I snapped on Caroline that night, and ever since she’s been blowing up my phone with “I’m sorry” and “let’s talk” texts. I was beyond annoyed at this point. What would it take for her to get it. My phone pinged again. Fuck!

Caroline: Beau please talk to me.

Caroline: I didn’t mean to come on so strong. I’m sorry!

    I’ve had enough, I’ve got to end this now or change my number. I didn’t want to change my number though, just in case Sawyer decided she wanted to talk.

Me: Look Caroline I don’t like you like that. I still love Sawyer and I will spend the rest of my life proving that to her and the world. Please stop texting me.

    I locked my phone and place it back on my nightstand. Then came another ping. Seriously?!

Caroline: She doesn’t deserve you! She left and broke your heart. Why can’t you see that I care about you. I can wait for you.

    This bitch is crazy. Wait for me? She doesn’t even know me.

Caroline: I love you Beau. I want to be with you.

    Holy Fuck. That’s it, no more Mr.Nice guy.

Me: I do not and will never love you Caroline. You get around, guys talk. You’ve literally fucked almost every single one of my teammates and friends. I have no desire to venture down that rabbit hole. And for the last time I LOVE SAWYER. Now stop texting me!

    I threw my phone on my bed and ran my fingers through my hair. I took a deep breath and released it. I can’t wait to get the hell out of here and away from the crazy. She’s not the only one to pursue me after Sawyer left. But she has been the most persistent. All of the other girls backed off after I stopped responding to their texts. I heard my phone ping once more. I picked it up ready to send another nasty message only to be surprised to see it was a message from Sam.

Sam: You ready bro?

Me: Meet you at Johnny’s in 15.

Sam: K

    I grabbed my keys and wallet. I made my way down the stairs and to the door. I flung open the door and walked over to my truck. I had her fixed after the accident, she was good as new. Even though my truck was fixed, my life was still in pieces. I shook my head to rid the memories of that awful night. I have gone over it so many times in my head I’ve lost count. Right now I don’t have time to beat myself up, I need to meet Sam.