“I don’t have a fucking clue. I could sell the truck I guess, but even with that I’m still a long way off. I just need to keep Amy out of it, she’s my main concern right now. I need to back off, distance myself from her, for now.”
“I’ll keep an eye on her,” Dwight assures me.
“Thanks, man. I owe you one. For everything.”
“You don’t owe me anything, Lo. That’s what brothers are for.”
Chapter 27
Amy
“Hey, it’s Logan. Leave a message.” I slam my phone down beside me on my bed and fall back with a bounce onto the mattress, staring up at the ceiling.
He’s not answering me. Again.
Since I last saw him at the garage almost a week ago, all I’ve received from him are short texts and unanswered voicemails, and when hedoesanswer, all I get are vague one word responses. Every time I ask him to come over or to meet me somewhere, he makes up countless excuses of why he can’t.It's as if he's done a complete one-eighty overnight, giving me an unusally cold shoulder. Icy, in fact.
All week my anxiety and my overthinking mind has been working overtime, wondering every possible scenario of why he’s avoiding me.
Everything was going so well, what’s changed?
Maybe I was right after all, he’s got bored of me and gone to look for someone else. Maybe he's gone back to his ex and her friend.
But he wouldn’t do that to me right?
Maybe, maybe, maybe...
My mind is an infinite circle of what ifs and questions. If I carry on, I'm going to drive myself insane.
Maybe I’m reading too much into this and there’s a perfectly good explanation for it, but it’s easier said than done.
Sitting alone in my bedroom with nothing but my thoughts is the worst thing for me, so instead, I leave the house and climb into my car, heading for the mall. Some retail therapy might do me some good and stop me from thinking so much.
I spend the better part of an hour trawling through each store, nothing in particular catching my attention, as my mind somehow finds it’s way back to Logan. Again, I've fallen down the rabbit hole of worry and paranoia, a hole I can't climb out of.
Did something happen the last time I saw him? Did I say something?
I’m lost in my thoughts until a voice call my name from behind me. “Yo, Amy!” I whirl around to see Tyler heading towards me.
“Hey.” I smile.
“You okay? Haven’t seen you around lately. I’d have thought you’d be straight over now the car’s finished.”
“It’s done?”
He frowns. “Yeah, didn’t Logan tell you?”
“No, he didn’t. I mean, I haven’t seen him. I… I think he’s avoiding me.”
He cocks his head to the side. “Now why would he do that? Even a blind person can see he’s crazy about you.”
“Yeah? Then where is he? I’ve called and texted, all I get is vague replies.”
“Come to mention it, he has been acting pretty strange lately.”
“How so?”
“Just weird. We never see him. He’s either at home or barricaded in his office all day when hedoesbother to show up. It’s starting to freak us out. He’s on edge all the time, and when we ask him what’s up he tells us to fuck off.”
