I notice with relief that aunt Sara’s truck isn’t in the driveway. I turn around to wake up Chris, but he’s already awake. And looking right at me.
I let them in and I go straight of the bathroom to go get the first aid kit. We don’t have an ice pack so frozen peas will have to do. I instruct Chris to sit on one of the kitchen chairs and I place my phone and the first aid kit on the table. Amber waits outside, insisting that she’s not good with even a little blood. Chris doesn’t say anything. He’s just watching me. It makes me wonder if he did actually hear my whispered conversation with Amber. And I’m not sure why but it bothers me that he knows I’ve spent time with Logan.
I gently wipe his face with some medicated cleaning wipes and then hold the frozen peas to his face. He is sat on the chair and I’m stood in between his legs and it’s not until I feel his hands grip my waist that I realise what an intimate stance we are in. Part of me feels like this is wrong but there’s another part of me that doesn’t want to move. So I don’t.
My phone beeps with a message, and the message and sender ID flash up on my screen. Maybe exchanging numbers yesterday wasn’t such a great idea after all. We both look at it at the same time, I know he reads it because his face scrunches up a little with confusion.
Logan: I’m sorry. I need to see you X
We stay there in silence until my hand starts to go numb.
“You may have to hold onto these peas yourself soon, I can’t feel my fingers.” I wiggle the fingers on my free hand in front of his face to try and lighten the mood. He quickly snatches my hand and brings it up to lie flat against his other cheek. He lays his hand over the top and presses his face into my hand. He looks at me directly in the eyes.
“Why did Amber tell you to not to see Logan on your own anymore? When have you seen him on your own?” He looks hurt by just the thought of me spending time with Logan. I can’t lie to him and I don’t want to.
“This weekend. Saturday night and all day yesterday.” He leans back slightly so he can get a better look at my face. My hands drops from his face but he still keeps holds of it. I put the peas on the table and wipe my wet hand on my jeans.
“Why? Is that why you didn’t want to go to the party. You already had plans. I thought you were spending it with your aunt. You didn’t have to lie to me you know. I’m a grown man, I can take it if you didn’t want to spend time with me.” He lets my hand drop.
“I didn’t lie to you. I was with my aunt on Saturday. We went shopping like I said we would. I bumped into Logan there and we just got talking. That’s all.”
“That’s all?” He says.
“Uh huh. We just went for a drive yesterday. Neither of us had plans so....” I don’t really know what else to say. Half my heart says I shouldn’t even have to explain anything to him, but the other half doesn’t want to see him hurt. I know I have a connection with Logan that I can't explain. But with Chris there’s something that’s just so natural also.
“Are you going to?” He says pulling me a little closer to him putting his hand back on my waist where his other one other never left. I can feel the heat radiating from his large hands. I have to brace myself by placing my hands on his shoulders so I don’t fall onto him.
“Going to what?” I ask.
“Stay away from him?” He says without taking his eyes off me.
Am I?
“I don’t know yet” I shrug my shoulders. But it’s the truth. I really don’t know. I know I probably should stay away, but I don’t think I actually can.
“You don’t know? He’s a psycho. Look at what he did to me. For no reason.”
“I know what he did. I was there. And yes it was wrong, he shouldn’t have done it. But he wouldn’t hurt me.”
“You don’t know that. You don’t know him.” I can feel his anger starting to rise.
“I don’t know you either. And I’m sure Logan’s got a black eye just like you, so should I stay away from you too?” I argue back.
“I would never do anything to put you in danger” he says while standing up. But keeps his hold onto me. I believe that he believes what he said.
“Neither would he.” He just shakes his head.
“So if I asked you now, would you want to spend some time with me? Just the two of us?” I shrug
“Maybe.” I reply. He raises his eye brows at me.
“Maybe? It’s either yes you do or no you don’t.”
Do I want to?
“Yes ok, I’ll spend sometime with you. Just us.”
A smile lights up his face. Yet again I get the feeling this means more to him than it does to me. But I need to get Logan out of my system and its better that I do it now before I get more attached to him and he gets taken away from me by some already arranged girl.
And if I’m honest with myself. I do like spending time with Chris, he’s a good distraction and I get
