And now I find myself at a crossroads. It would be really easy for me to backslide into what I know. Go back to my uncle, grovel and lie about not knowing what happened with Stix. But, now I have the opportunity to start over, so where do I even start? Can I do it with her?
I stare at Chloe, wondering what she would tell me to do, I would love to be able to talk to her like I used to.
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Chloe’s old bedroom is nothing like it used to be. Now, it’s a guest room, and one that I don’t imagine is used very much. But even with how clean it is now, the memories of me and her still been … God, if only I could go back in time I would never to let go.
Chloe is the one for me. If I am being honest with myself, I never got over her. Not at all. I’m not the lawyer or the doctor that she deserves. I am a low life criminal, and I suppose that is what I will always be. You can’t just be a criminal one day and a nice person the next. Even if I wasn’t as deep in as Stix, I am definitely not a saint.
It hurts, to know that I tossed her away like that. It’s sad, but the worst thing is knowing that the one snap decision that changed my life, is one that I can’t take back.
Chapter 7 – Chloe
“This is weird.” There is no point in denying it. What am I even doing? Just out here playing house with my ex-boyfriend. Pretending that it’s not awkward to have him in my old high school room where we spent a ton of time. Telling myself I don’t still have feelings for Ted still. I haven’t slept in days it feels like because I can’t stop thinking about all of this.
I haven’t slept all night long, plus I have work tomorrow, so I really do need to rest, but I can’t. My thoughts are everywhere. I don’t know how I feel. This is the first time that I have had a moment to think since the crash, and I am officially out of my mind. I’m half stuck in the past where I actually knew Ted and was in love with him, and half in the hospital where I watched the poor battered man sleep, wishing I could know more about him.
Who is he? Not the same person that he was. I can tell that dangerous, the sort that I know I should keep away from… only I find him hotter than ever before. I have only ever been attracted to nice guys in the past, so I don’t know why his bad boy image makes him so hot, but I can’t seem to help it. I am getting hot just thinking about it.
“Will you stop?” He’s in the other room, in my house, and I need to get a grip.
I squeeze my thighs together, trying to calm down the weird need for him, but I can’t stop. I’m so horny I want to run across the hall and have him help me relieve myself. But I know I shouldn’t.
This is Ted Landon, but he isn’t my Ted Landon anymore. I never hooked up with him in the past, so I don’t exactly have any memory of that to go off, but I know it would be so hot.
I feel like a teenager all over again. But a teenage girl who is chasing after the bad boy who is no good for her, who her parents would warn her against, not knowing that only makes him a million times more attractive. I need to sleep this off.
He might leave me again tomorrow, that’s something that I need to keep in mind. He turned his back on me once without looking back, so he could easily do it again. It would be even easier for him this time around because he’s an adult now, he has no connections to this town anymore, and on top of that if the cops are looking for him…
God, why are the cops looking for him? I haven’t ever had any involvement with the police because I have always lived on the straight and narrow. But Ted… well, things have happened, clearly. He wouldn’t be worried about it otherwise. I should ask him, I know that I should find out what’s going on, but I’m not sure I want to.
But, maybe if I knew more, I could be helpful. Or, it could be the complete opposite and put me in danger. Lord knows Ted’s cousin Stix and his Uncle are bad news.
I never expected to see Ted again, much less have him in my house. So, I just need to mind my business, don’t ask questions if he isn’t offering up information. And, take this one day at a time.