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 “I figured you'd be inside with Ashton,” Andy's voice knocks me out of my trance as I sit on the concrete with my feet in the water of the pool. I watch him walk towards me and sit on the lounge chair behind me. He looked good today, his hair was messy and he wore a button up like last night over his skinny jeans. The sleeves were rolled up so I could see his tattoos.

I should be inside with Ashton. Andy is making a big move even talking to me while Ashton could be anywhere, but instead I wanted to sit outside by myself and just think of everything that's happened in this entire month. Basically I'm just running away from the truth and the argument that will come with it.

“I want to be,” I answered.

“Why aren't you?” he asks.

Ashton was over the borderline pissed at the announcement Anne had made. He cursed and punched the wall of the dinning room several times until there was a hole deep enough that if he punched it any further, you could see into the other room. Anne was crying and Mark tried everything to calm her down while I tried my hardest to get him to stop. Nothing worked. He just screamed a huge “fuck you” to everyone in the room, including me, and went to his room. I can't imagine how mad he will be when he finds out that I knew of Anne and Mark all along.

I sighed, moving my legs in the water and getting the sudden urge to swim. “Anne is still home. We're trying to keep it low.”

It was late Saturday afternoon. Usually Anne would have taken the kids to Mrs. Janet's and she would have been off with her friends like every other Saturday's and then Ashton would have his house packed with drunk and obnoxious people who can't seem to tell the difference between fist bumping and punching someone in the face. I wondered if there even is going to be a party tonight now that Ashton has locked himself inside of his room, probably destroying it.

“Oh right, I forgot about that.” He gets up from the chair and sits cross legged beside me, staring out into the water. I felt comfortable around him.

“And... I'm scared,” I mumbled. I sounded so pathetic.

Andy laughs, “I don't blame you. He's pretty scary when he's mad, I guess.”

“No, it's not that. I can handle him when he's angry, it's just... I knew Anne was dating Mark and I didn't tell him. When he finds out, he's going to get mad at me and we were doing so well again.” I'm digging myself a huge hole that I don't want to dig right now. Problem is, I don't want to stop. Everything is going so great between me and him. I'm not about to mess that up.

“You guys are together?”

“Not exactly, but we worked things out last night.” It gets awkwardly silent between us and I suddenly feel bad. I keep forgetting he has a thing for me. “Sorry, I don't know why I'm telling you this.”

“No, it's cool. I don't mind.” He shrugs, but that doesn't make me feel any better.

“You like me. I thought maybe you're tired of hearing about him and I,” I press and he chuckles lightly to himself which catches me off guard.

“I used to like you. Only as a friend now.” Oh. Wow, did I really just assume that? What is going on with me today?

“You do?” I ask and he nods with small assuring grin on his face. I groaned and hid my face into my hands, “Sorry, I keep saying all the wrong things. I'm just really paranoid right now. I don't know what to do.”

“What do you feel like you should do?” he asks as he stares at me. I don't know at all what I should do. I'm conflicted. I have my feet on two different battle grounds. I want to tell him, but at the same time I don't.

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