her again, they had both agreed to just ignore
the phone because this moment was too important to let pass. Caroline smiled in
their kiss and ran her fingers through his hair.
The phone continued to ring for another minute and then
switched over to voicemail, making a few clicking sounds. Caroline’s voice came
on the voicemail with her greeting telling people to leave a message at the
beep. She couldn’t help but blush when she heard it, she always thought her
voice sounded like a four year-old voice’s through the phone.
She hoped Logan wasn’t listening to it, but then she doubted
he was because she could physically feel how distracted he was against her. The
answering machine beeped and Aralia’s voice loudly rang out through the
speakers.
“ Caroline! Get your ass out of bed. I know you are
probably moping because of that jackass Logan, so I think we need to go out
tonight and just get drunk, hit on hot guys, and forget all about that jerk. You
don’t need him, I mean what kind of asshole hits on you when he has a
girlfriend. You are way too good for that guy, you are nobodies other woman! Anyhow,
girlie, give me a call back soon- I want to be dancing up against strangers
tonight!”
The phone then beeped and the room
went silent. When Aralia had begun talking about Logan, the two of them had
frozen in place. Both staring into each other’s eyes while listening to the
message. Logan sat up and swung his feet off the bed. Caroline sat up behind
him and pulled her knees up to her chest. The two were silent. Logan dropped
his head and sighed.
“I’m sorry, Car.” Logan sighed
again, pushing his hair back with his hand. He turned to look at her.
“You deserve better than this. I
shouldn’t of come here.” he said. Caroline nodded, not really meaning it.
“Logan, she is right. I don’t want
to be the other woman. We shouldn’t have even done this. You have a
girlfriend.” Caroline said, shaking her head. The two were silent again for a
few minutes. Logan turned and moved back onto the bed, laying his arm across
her legs.
“Caroline, I want to be with you. You
want to be with me too.” he whispered, his other hand brushing some stray hair
out of her face.
“Are you going to break up with
Gina?” Caroline said, looking up into his eyes. Her thoughts were begging him
to say yes, just waiting to hear it come out of his mouth. That he would pick
her, that she meant that much to him. He was silent for a moment and his hand
dropped from her face. He looked down.
“I can’t.” He said simply, hanging
his head, feeling ashamed. Caroline could feel the tears welling up in her eyes
and a knot building in her chest.
“Get out.” She said softly, trying
to hide the shaking in her voice. Her knees were pulled tighter against her
chest and she leaned her chin on them, refusing to look up at him.
Logan squeezed her leg softly,
leaned over and kissed her forehead, then stood up. He adjusted his shirt and
then walked toward her bedroom door. He stopped in the doorway and looked back
at her, pausing there. She still wouldn’t look up at him.
“Caroline, please, don’t throw us
away. You know there is something here.” Logan said, his hand against the door
post. She didn’t say anything. She knew if she opened her mouth right now, she
would just start crying. So, she just sat there looking down at her feet,
concentrating really hard on keeping the tears from rolling down her face.
Logan stood there for another
moment, but then realized that he wasn’t going to get a response from her. He
hung his head and shook it, then pushed his hair back out of his face. He
glanced at her one more time and then walked out. A few moments later, Caroline
heard the front door open and then close. She stopped holding her breath and
let the tears drip down her cheeks.
She just sat there and sobbed for
about five minutes until she could finally get her breathing under control. She
laid back in bed, stretching herself
the phone because this moment was too important to let pass. Caroline smiled in
their kiss and ran her fingers through his hair.
The phone continued to ring for another minute and then
switched over to voicemail, making a few clicking sounds. Caroline’s voice came
on the voicemail with her greeting telling people to leave a message at the
beep. She couldn’t help but blush when she heard it, she always thought her
voice sounded like a four year-old voice’s through the phone.
She hoped Logan wasn’t listening to it, but then she doubted
he was because she could physically feel how distracted he was against her. The
answering machine beeped and Aralia’s voice loudly rang out through the
speakers.
“ Caroline! Get your ass out of bed. I know you are
probably moping because of that jackass Logan, so I think we need to go out
tonight and just get drunk, hit on hot guys, and forget all about that jerk. You
don’t need him, I mean what kind of asshole hits on you when he has a
girlfriend. You are way too good for that guy, you are nobodies other woman! Anyhow,
girlie, give me a call back soon- I want to be dancing up against strangers
tonight!”
The phone then beeped and the room
went silent. When Aralia had begun talking about Logan, the two of them had
frozen in place. Both staring into each other’s eyes while listening to the
message. Logan sat up and swung his feet off the bed. Caroline sat up behind
him and pulled her knees up to her chest. The two were silent. Logan dropped
his head and sighed.
“I’m sorry, Car.” Logan sighed
again, pushing his hair back with his hand. He turned to look at her.
“You deserve better than this. I
shouldn’t of come here.” he said. Caroline nodded, not really meaning it.
“Logan, she is right. I don’t want
to be the other woman. We shouldn’t have even done this. You have a
girlfriend.” Caroline said, shaking her head. The two were silent again for a
few minutes. Logan turned and moved back onto the bed, laying his arm across
her legs.
“Caroline, I want to be with you. You
want to be with me too.” he whispered, his other hand brushing some stray hair
out of her face.
“Are you going to break up with
Gina?” Caroline said, looking up into his eyes. Her thoughts were begging him
to say yes, just waiting to hear it come out of his mouth. That he would pick
her, that she meant that much to him. He was silent for a moment and his hand
dropped from her face. He looked down.
“I can’t.” He said simply, hanging
his head, feeling ashamed. Caroline could feel the tears welling up in her eyes
and a knot building in her chest.
“Get out.” She said softly, trying
to hide the shaking in her voice. Her knees were pulled tighter against her
chest and she leaned her chin on them, refusing to look up at him.
Logan squeezed her leg softly,
leaned over and kissed her forehead, then stood up. He adjusted his shirt and
then walked toward her bedroom door. He stopped in the doorway and looked back
at her, pausing there. She still wouldn’t look up at him.
“Caroline, please, don’t throw us
away. You know there is something here.” Logan said, his hand against the door
post. She didn’t say anything. She knew if she opened her mouth right now, she
would just start crying. So, she just sat there looking down at her feet,
concentrating really hard on keeping the tears from rolling down her face.
Logan stood there for another
moment, but then realized that he wasn’t going to get a response from her. He
hung his head and shook it, then pushed his hair back out of his face. He
glanced at her one more time and then walked out. A few moments later, Caroline
heard the front door open and then close. She stopped holding her breath and
let the tears drip down her cheeks.
She just sat there and sobbed for
about five minutes until she could finally get her breathing under control. She
laid back in bed, stretching herself
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