The Fire Between High & Lo (Elements 2)

and he scorched anyone who stood too close.

She stepped closer,

unafraid of the ashes they were destined to become.

Chapter One

Logan

~*~

Two years, seven girlfriends, two boyfriends, nine breakups, and a stronger friendship later.

~*~

I’d watched a documentary on pie.

Two hours of my life were spent sitting in front of a tiny television, watching a library DVD on the history of pie. It turned out pie had been around since the ancient Egyptians. The first documented pie was created by the Romans; they made a rye-crusted goat cheese and honey pie. It sounded completely disgusting, but somehow, at the end of the documentary, all I wanted was that freaking pie.

I wasn’t much of a pie eater, more into cake, but at that moment, all that flew through my mind was the thought of a flaky crust.

I had all the things needed to go upstairs to our apartment to make the pie, too. All that stood in my way was Shay, my now ex-girlfriend, I’d spent the past few hours sending mixed signals.

I was crappy at breaking up with girls. Most of the time, I’d text them a simple, ‘Not working, sorry’ or have a five-second phone call to cut it off, but I couldn’t with this one, because Alyssa told me breaking up with someone over the phone was the worst thing a person could ever do.

So I’d met up with Shay in person. Terrible idea.

Shay, Shay, Shay. I wished I hadn’t found the need to have sex with her that night—which we had. Three times. After I broke up with her. But now it was past one in the morning, and…

She. Wouldn’t. Leave.

She wouldn’t stop talking either.

The cold rain whistled as we stood in front of my apartment building. All I wanted to do was go to my bedroom and relax for a bit. Was that too much to ask? Smoke a bit of pot, start a new documentary, and make a pi

e or five.

I wanted to be alone. No one liked being alone more than I did.

My cell phone dinged, and I saw Alyssa’s name appear on the screen with a text message.

Alyssa: Is the good deed done?

I smirked to myself, knowing she meant me breaking up with Shay.

Me: Yeah.

I watched the three ellipses appear on my phone, waiting to see Alyssa’s reply.

Alyssa: You didn’t sleep with her though, did you?

More ellipses.

Alyssa: Oh God, you slept with her, didn’t you?

Even more ellipses.

Alyssa: MIXED SIGNALS!