Page 22 of Puck Me Dead


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Me

Do you want to talk about it?

There’s a long pause. Then three dots appear, disappear, then appear again.

Landon

Not really. But maybe I should.

Me

I’m listening.

Landon

There was someone a long time ago who I thought was the one. You know? Like, I was going to build a life with her, then she just disappeared. Ghosted me and my brother with no explanation.

Me

That sounds rough.

Landon

It was. Is. I don’t know. It’s been five years and I’m still not over it.

Me

What happened?

Landon

That’s the thing I don’t actually know. We never talked about it. She just cut us out and ran. I’ve spent years wondering what I did wrong.

A twinge of sympathy hits me, mixed with confusion about why he’s telling me any of this.

Me

And now?

Landon

She’s back, and seeing her makes me realize I never actually moved on. I’ve just been pretending I did.

Me

Is that why you came on to me at the bar?

Landon

Partly. But also I’ve been thinking about you since the locker room. I think I might be using you to avoid dealing with my feelings for her.

I appreciate his honesty, but it still stings.

Me

So what are you saying?

Landon