Fragile(NOT COMPLETED, UNDER REVISION, PLZ DONT READ RN)

Chapter 32

    I didn't over analyze it because there was a chance that what she wanted to talk to me about wouldn't be that important. And that waitress... I wasn't using her to make Grace jealous at all although now it's pretty evident Grace is. It was just a little small talk, I was just being polite.

    Yes, I did look at her boobs but she was practically shoving them in my face. And I thought Grace didn't like me back so what would I be doing stay stuck on her? It's not like I could force her to have feelings for me. At the time it made sense. If Grace didn't like me then it wouldn't kill anyone if I flirted just a little bit.

    I didn't expect her to get pissed off and try to leave without me.

"Because I'm a dumbass." I answer truthfully.

    I hear her breath in shakily.

"Logan.." She utters, her voice dipping softly.

"I'm serious. I didn't mean to hurt you, or piss you off, or scare you. It's just that- Fuck." I glance sideways to find Grace staring at me with her eyes wide and her eyebrows creased in a perplexed sort of way.

    I take in a deep breath before turning back to the road.

"I thought you didn't like me Gracie." I almost chuckle at how stupid I feel while admitting this. Almost. "I thought it wouldn't matter if I flirted with that girl. I thought that I should just lay off of you and that if you didn't want me some other girl would. But then you got pissed off and started to yell at me about how I don't know what I want. I got angry because I know what I want Gracie and that's you."

    I swallow once more relieving my dry throat.

"It's just that you always push me away and the fact that you were getting angry at me for acting that way around another girl didn't add up. But now I know that you like me and I know that you're scared. I don't want you to feel scared, and I don't want you to feel hurt or uncomfortable either. So I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize for that Logan. I was jealous.. but I shouldn't have lashed out at you. You're right, I'm not your girlfriend so I shouldn't have gotten angry at you for that.. I had no right."

    I clench the wheel a bit tighter as Grace's words meet my ears and then continue to just hang in the air. She's wrong.

    If she felt that way then she had every right to yell at me. If it was the other way around and I had to see Grace flirt with another guy in front of me I'd be more than pissed.

    I don't make sense. I'm a hypocrite. At the time I was angry at her for yelling at me but if the tables were turned I would've done the same thing.

"But that kiss- Does that make us something? Logan?" Grace asks timidly reaching her arm out and shaking my shoulder gently.

    I shrug in the midst of my thinking not knowing how to answer. Her hand drops from my shoulder and I can hear her mumble out something in a disappointed tone.

"Huh?" I ask quickly glancing in her direction.

"So if we're nothing does that mean you'll still sleep with other girls then? Are you going to flirt with more of them in front of me?" She whispers.

    I catch the bitterness in her words and grimace.

"No, Why would I do that when I want you? When I clearly like you?"

"You've said something about wanting me before and the day after I listened to Lacey gloating about how much she enjoyed having sex with you the previous night." Grace snaps, her voice becoming strained.