“I’m not the one dating,” she says, pointing back at me. “This asshole is the one playing the field.” I look at her with confusion on my face. “Oh, don’t sit there looking at me like I have two heads. I heard from Arya that you are all over the place now.”
We all shriek, “Arya,” at the same time as she turns her head, glaring at all of us.
“Come again?” she asks as she looks at us and throws her hands up. “Actually, fuck come again. I find this pretty fucking interesting that Arya tells you that I’m dating, yet she tells me that you’re over there putting your banana in fifteen different fruit fucking smoothies.” She gets up, putting her hands on her hips. “Assholes.”
“Enough.” I slam my hand down on the table, blinking my eyes as they both start to finally see more than just shadows. “I’ve had enough of all this shit.” I throw my hands up as the three of them stare at me during my meltdown. “I’ve fucking had it.” I put my hands in my hair. “This whole sneaking around, writing letters, and following is over. Look.” I turn to look at Dani. “I love you with my whole heart and everything that I have.” I shake my head. “But all this crazy James Bond shit is too much for me.” I look around the kitchen now. “Where the fuck are my glasses?” I ask. Dani walks to the counter, picking them up and bringing them to me as I put them on. She stands there in front of me, looking at me.
“Can I just ask what you’re talking about?” Dani asks as I stand here thinking about lying or just shading the truth. Then I look at my girl standing in front of me.
“When you left me, I was down in the dumps, so we made a plan.” I start telling her everything.
“A plan?” she asks as she crosses her arms over her chest but doesn’t move away from me.
“Yes,” Noah interjects, “a kickass plan, I might add. We even made a list.” He points at the list on the fridge. “Look at it.” He points at the fridge, and Dani walks to the fridge and rips it off.
“Write letters?” She looks at me as she asks the question. “OH MY GOD.” She hits her head with her hand. “You.” She points at me with the same hand holding the list. “You were the one leaving the creepy fucking letters on my car.”
“Yes,” I tell her. “And they were not creepy. They were kind and loving as the truth.”
“Are you insane? You didn’t even fucking write them. You stuck letters on the page!” she shrieks.
“They were genius,” Noah says.
Finally, Austin speaks up and tries to get her to see our side. “They were supposed to be loving and show you that he loves you.” He points at me.
She shakes her head. “It scared the shit out of me, and I went to the police,” she tells us as I open my mouth to say something, yet nothing comes out.
“You went to the cops?” Austin asks as Noah has the same shocked look as I do.
I start to panic a bit, my heart starting to beat faster, making me forget that my eyes still burn. “Holy fuck, man, I think my fingerprints were on that shit,” Austin says. “This is all your fucking fault,” Austin says, looking at Noah and pointing his finger. “You and your crazy fucking plans; they never fucking work.”
“The plan was genius. It’s not my fault that he fucked it up,” Noah says, pointing at me. “You fucked it up by creeping her out.”
“You told me not to write it and to glue the letters together. That is what I did,” I point out to him. “I followed it to a T.”
“Enough!” Dani yells with her hands up. “You two idiots got him pepper sprayed, and you …” She turns, stabbing me with her pointing finger. “Why the fuck would you take relationship advice from dumb and dumber?” She points at Austin and Noah.
“I take offense to that,” Noah says as he puts his hand on his chest, and Austin punches him to shut him up.
“Okay, it’s time for us to give you two some space,” Austin says as he grabs Noah by the arm and drags him away.
We watch them walk away as I turn back to her. “Dani,” I say as she puts her hand up, stopping me.
“Were you dating?” she asks me, and I shake my head. “Did you try to come on to Arya?”
“That bitch came on to me,” I tell her. “Hands down, she said she always had a thing for me. I swear to you.” I walk to her. “I would never, ever do that to you in a million years.” She walks to me, placing her hands on my chest. “I missed you.” I put my hands on her bare arms, rubbing up and down. “I missed you so much.” I see her look up at me. “I really want to kiss you right now.”