Chapter 23

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I stood there starring at an increasingly frustrated Emily. What was I suppose to tell her? How do I even explain something of this sort to her? She is my best friend but this is just embarrassing. Would she be so open to telling me something like this?

"Amber?" She said expectantly. I stare at her for a few more seconds before sighing. Okay I can say this to her. She is my best friend she will not judge me, right?

As I open my mouth to speak a knock comes at the door. I sigh again but this time in relief as cliché as it sounds I was saved by the bell, well knock but it is the same incentive. I quickly run to answer the door before she screams at Logan to go away.

"Hey guys, can you take me to the car shop? I got to pick up my jeep."

"YES!!!!" I say way to fast. I look over my shoulder to Emily who is now looking at me like she wishes she could strangle me and at Logan like she wishes he would just drop dead.

"Ha-ha...Okay?" Logan says to me while looking from me to Emily quizzically, like he has no idea why she would be angry. I just spent the better part of the afternoon locked up in a pantry with him and he wonders why my best friend is annoyed by his presence. Boys, could you really like them any other way?

We walk behind an aggravated Emily who grabs my car keys and steps out of the house. My mom and dad actually bought me the car to learn how to drive in but I never got the chance seeing as my brother can't be bothered to teach me the pee brain he is. I walk quickly in the hopes not to have a run in with Logan. I can tell by the way his face is set (a smirk), that he is enjoying my obvious discomfort in being around him after the pantry not that I am ashamed of what I did. Well okay maybe I feel a little cheap but in the moment it was totally indescribably perfect. Well actually I could describe it but if I do my cheeks would be red and I would have a weird look on my face.

I walk to my beautiful purple baby and smile, gosh I love this car. It is a Mazda. I climb into the back because I don't want to sit next to Emily. We drive by the beach where Al's Car Shop is. When I was younger I wanted to work at Al's just because it was close to the beach and that meant I could watch the sun setting into the blue ocean. I smile at the sparkling sea. We reach the shop and Logan hops out to have a talk to the Doctor about his jeep. I sit in the back and pray Emily is too angry to open her mouth. I look at Logan asking Al a question and Al looking weirdly at the screen. Logan looks totally gorgeous standing in the blazing heat wit his black hair in a messy chaos that only he could pull of as sexy, but he looks upset by what Al is saying. Even upset Logan is hot though.

"CRAP." I hear Emily finally say as she looks at her phone.

"What's wrong Em?"

"My mom just sent me a text saying I need to get home because there is a dinner party today and I HAVE to be there. This basically means NO SLEEPOVER. "I go through all the motions of being angry and upset, but secretly I am pleased that she can't stay. It gives me time to explain or find a way to avoid bringing up the pantry ever again. " Hey can I have the car and give it back tomorrow so I can get home?"

"Yeah, sure. I will ride with Logan. Besides this car is too pretty to be stuck in my garage." I told her

"True and I know you have no problem with riding with Logan." She says as if implying something. I flush but stick my tongue out at her and get out of my baby.

When I reach where Logan is standing I here Al say," Sorry Logan, I tried it again and it is not working." I look at Logan curiously.

"Okay Al. Thanks anyway." He says bitterly. He turns around to face me and he doesn't even smile.

"What's going on Logan?" I say as he looks off into the distance like he is trying to do a difficult math problem in his head. I would know the look because that is the face I make when I do calculus. I wait for him to stop calculating or whatever but after a couple seconds of waiting my patience sort of dies. "Logan?" I say again he puts a finger on my lips and gives me a look that could only mean shut the f*ck up. FINE. I will be quiet. Jerk face.

"Now what did you want?" He snaps at me with a slight smirk. Butt head.

"What's wrong?" I say in spite of myself.

"My credit card has been declined. Apparently when I moved out of my mother's home my dad cut me off. Bastard. He leaves, comes back, decides to marry his pregnant mistress, steals my house and then cuts me off. "Logan says in a rant. I nod in understanding not sure what to say. He just looks so mad that I don't know what to do. He sighs and then walks to the side of the road and sits down. I sit with him because well he was my ride and I feel bad for him. His dad getting married is harder on him that he lets on. He was really close to his mom and he was there when his mom forgave Mr. Clifton for having an affair. Then to make matters worse he just goes and gets married to the 'pregnant mistress' he left Logan and his mom for. After awhile I decide he is probably cooled off enough.

"How much is this costing you? Maybe me and Josh could help. " I ask hopping if it is not that much we could help him out.

"2000."

"DOLLARS?" I say.

"No Amber, cupcakes. Yes OBVIOSLY DOLLARS!" He snaps. I glare at him. Jerk face. I was only trying to help. We go back into a silence after this because I don't want to talk to him when he is being all mean. I get that he is upset about not having any money but he doesn't have to snap at me. I was trying to help.

After sitting in the sun for about an hour I began to die, well not literally but I was burning up. It is scorching out here. I decide that Logan doesn't need me clearly by the way he is totally ignoring me, so I was going to the beach. I get up without looking back to see if he is following me and make my way to the beach.

I walk to the beach and go play in the water for a while just swimming until I notice someone looking at me. When I turn around I see Logan with a slight smile on his face. He nods his head as if he is asking me to go to him. I sigh and walk over to him. He puts his hands on my hips making me flush and pulls me closer to him.

"Ambi Bambi. I- I ..." He says but I cover his mouth. I should at least make him pay for being mean to me.

"Save it for someone who cares Logan." I say and turn around before he notices me smirking. I start to storm off into the water and get pretty far until Logan comes and tackles me into the water. Booger.

"Logan...Logan ...please ...Logan." I say as he tickles me.

"I love it when you moan for me." He says huskily into my ear.

"Oh Logan...How could I resist you?" I say in mock lust. I still haven't forgotten him being a complete booger to me.

"You can't." He says pushing me to the ground so I am laying in the water and he is straddling me. I pull him down close to me and kiss his neck and then take some sand in my hands and dump it on his head as I scream into his ear.

"GET OFF ME!" He falls, kind of sits there like he can't believe I threw sand in his hair, but then gets off me. I fix my clothes and get up while he fails miserably at getting the sand out of his hair. I would feel awful, but he sat on my basically squishing me to death so he doesn't deserve my sympathy.

"Gosh did you have to dump sand in my hair? It won't even come out." he says going deeper into the water to rinse his hair and shake the sand out.

"Oh relax. It will wash out in the shower. "I say following him in and helping him shake it out with no actual progress. After another ten minutes of this he leads me to the beach and we start walking towards the house, I think. It is getting dark, my teeth are chattering, I am hungry and I have sand stuck to me.

"Here it is not much, but it might help." He says passing me his almost dry button down shirt. I take it and stuff myself in it. I notice even after a day in salt water his smell is still stuck to it.

"Thanks. It's so freaking cooold. "I say as we continue on our long stroll. He puts his arm around me rubbing my arm in the hopes to keep me warm. His efforts are next to useless but it is the thought that counts, right?

"Sorry." Logan says after an extremely long comfortable silence.

"For what?"

"You're freezing cold, hungry, tired and walking home because of me."

"Well I need the exercise and I am not that tired or hungry. As for the cold, a little frost bite never killed anyone. " I say in a joking tone.

"Sure, so it's a bear I hear growling and a wood pecker that's making that chattering noise." He says sarcastically making me blush. Why couldn't I be one of those quiet girls who could actually shut their body up and make it seem like they were totally comfortable starving and freezing to death.

"So what are you going to do about the car?"

"Get a job or sell it? I need money, not just for my car."

"Oh...can't you I don't know borrow from someone? I am sure my mom could loan you some." I say hoping I am actually right.

"She already gave me a place to stay I couldn't inconvenience her anymore." Logan says sounding surprisingly mature.

"She wouldn't mind. My mom is a lot of things but she can understand." I say again. He smiles at me and kisses my cheek like I am a five year old in way over my head. Jerk face, although the kiss was totally worth it. My heart is pounding just by the sheer touch of his lips against my skin.

"I know but still. I need to take responsibility for my actions. I knew moving out meant my father wouldn't pay for everything."

"Oh. Have you talked to him? Your dad, I mean."

"No. What's the point? He is still marrying the mistress and having that bastard kid of his." Logan says coldly. I don't even need to look at him to know he is struggling to control his anger. I hate the venom in his voice.

"Logan that bastard is your half brother or sister." I say quietly hating how he is calling the innocent child a bastard.

"You know you're the only person in the whole world who could actually make me feel guilty for being angry in a situation like this." He says sounding frustratingly annoyed.

"It's an innocent baby. It didn't choose to be who it is." I say trying to make him take some of the venom out of his words.

"It's a boy. "He says with a sigh.

"How do you know?" I say honestly curious.

"She called me because she wanted me to come to the house, the wedding, to see my dad. She said he was too much of a hard head to actually say he wanted me to be at the wedding well actually his best man but she knew he wanted me there."

"Oh you didn't go?" I say a little disappointed. I know what his dad did was unfair but maybe his dad really did love this women.

"It's not until a couple of months."

"Are you going to go?"

"No. He didn't ask me to come." He says looking at me incredulously.

"Well she said he wants you to. I think he would like to see you there. He is your dad. Is it so hard for you to believe he would want his son to be with him on his day?" I say.

"HIS DAY WAS WITH MY MOM NOT WITH HIS F*CKING PREGNANT MISTRESS." Logan yells at me. I don't say anything, just look at my feet. I shouldn't have opened my mouth. As we are turning onto our street Logan begins to pick up his pace , so he is practically running to the house. I walk up to the house after Logan and hear the water being turned on upstairs. There goes my perfect day. I sigh as I make my way up to my room turning on the shower to finally be cleaned of salt and sand and then I just collapse onto my bed immediately falling asleep. I hope tomorrow is better than today was.

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