Lie to Me

Lie to Me Part 8

~~Him

Waking up the next morning with her in my arms filled a hole in my heart that had been there for so long it was just a part of me.

For the first time in over a year I felt complete.

She was still sound asleep on my chest. Her brown hair laid all over her back and some on my arm that wrapped around my waist.my other hand ran through her hair as she softly snored.

I felt complete but how did she feel?

She kept my nightmares at bay. But what did I do for her? Anything?

I remember one night, when I was home we were sitting on the couch laughing at who knows what again. Music was on in the background. I specifically remember it was Black Betty by Ram Jam.

She asked me why I needed her and I was completely honest. She kept me sane, kept my demons at Bay, and made me happy in a way that could never be explained.

I asked her why she needed me. Her reply was that she didn't need me.

If she would have left it at that I still would have stupidly stayed with her.

She was the one.

But what she said after my initial thought changed my mind. That she was independent and could rely on herself.

But she wanted me. She wanted to be with me and never be alone. She wanted me so badly that the nights we did have apart were torture. That she wanted me forever and that I made her whole.

I felt her stir on top of me and I gave her a slight squeeze as she lifted her head up as she was trying to my focus in on me.

"Oh shit we fell asleep." She smiled.

"Best night of sleep in over a year." I said softly.

"I agree." She said and stood up.

We ate breakfast talking softly about work and our schedules so we could see each other again. My bandmates and I go on tour right after that interview.

There isn't much time to prove to her that we should be together.

I could do this though. She deserves to be happy and I'm selfish enough to ask her to try life with me again.

If I wouldn't have screwed up she would be my wife by now. We wouldn't have been able to wait a long time. We were always too impatient. She would have my last name and maybe we would have started a family. Or even gotten at least 2 or 3 dogs. We had names picked out still.

As we were leaving her apartment someone knocked on her door. She opened up the door. "Hey Logan. How are you today?" She asked as I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth.

I heard mumbling and then a thanks.

Then a string of curse words came out of that pretty little mouth of hers as I walked out of the bathroom.

"Damn love. You ok?" I asked and she smiled at me.

"Yeah. Nothing I can't handle." She said smiling up at me. I glanced at the table and it was another rental agreement.

"Why don't you just move in to the house?" I asked bluntly and I could feel her stop moving. "I'm leaving on tour soon. You can take our old room."

She stated at me in shock. "Ummmm....I will think about it." She said softly and I nodded.

It was pretty awkward after that and I should have kept my mouth shut but I didn't. I think I scared her.

"Call me later." I said looking at her. She was staring at our feet as we stood close. She just nodded. I put my hand under her chin and lifted it up so she would look at me.

Her green eyes always catch me off guard. I smiled softly at her and kissed the side of her lips. She just sighed.

"I will call you after my interview with Spiritbox." She whispered.

I nodded and brought her in for a huge hug.

"One week till our interview." She said laughing. I smiled and squeezed her tighter before we went our separate ways.

As I was in the studio that day I sat in the studio on the couch and stared at one of my bandmates singing. I was taking the lead on a couple of songs on our album this year and it was my turn next.

I held my drumsticks in one hand smacking them on my shoulder while my thoughts were consumed with her.

"Bro!" The producer shook my shoulder. I shot up and apologized walking into the recording room. I slid on the headphones and sang my heart out.

This song was about wanting to say things that were never said and telling the person that the writer was wrong and so sorry. Everything in my heart in one song.

When I was done I just slid off my headset and walked out. My bandmates follow me. "I think we can only thank one person for that amazing performance." One of the muttered and I nodded.

"Are you trying to get her back?" One asked.

I nodded and answered, "My dumb ass blurted that she should move back in to the house."

"Damn. After everything that has happened does she wants the same thing?" A question was asked.

"Won't know until I ask. Which I'm doing tomorrow when I take her out for coffee." I said staring at my hands.

Everyone nodded and the conversation moved to my bandmates wedding that was coming up the next summer in between tour dates.

At about 10 pm we were putting our finishing touches on the album when it was someone's bright idea to head to Club 91 where I ran into her last week.

The bouncer was the same from the other night and greeted the guys but gave me a once over. I rolled my eyes.

"Just a warning. Stephen the bouncer. Has a huge crush on Bear. Like has been asking for a date for months." One of my friends stated as our drinks were being served.

"I figured." I said laughing.

Thats when I looked up at the bar and saw her standing there in a dark green dress with 3 guys around her with a smaller girl with dyed hair.

Jealousy immediately seeped through me as one of the guys wrapped his arms around her waist and she draped her arm over his shoulders.

Damnit. Maybe I did freak her out.