Page 6 of The Fire Between High & Lo (Elements 2)

“Okay,” I said.

Her fingers flew over my lips and she shushed me, even though I wasn’t talking. “Don’t be so emotional about it. I’m so sorry, Logan. But it’s just not going to work out.”

I snickered internally at her, making it seem like the breakup was her idea. I stepped back and placed my hands on my neck. “You’re right. You’re too good for me.”

Why are you still here?

She moved over to me and brushed her fingertips across my lips. “You’ll find someone good. I know it. I mean, granted, she might look like an ape, but still.” She jogged toward her car, opened the door, and climbed inside. As the car pulled off, my gut tightened, and regret overtook me. I started sprinting toward her car in the pouring rain, shouting her name.

“Shay! Shay!” I waved my hands into the darkness, running for at least five blocks before she came up to a red light. I banged on her driver’s window and she screamed, out of fright.

“Logan! What the heck are you doing?!” she cried, rolling down her window. Her confusion turned into a proud smirk and she narrowed her eyes. “You want to get back together, don’t you? I knew it.”

“I…” I huffed. I wasn’t an athlete at all, that was more of my brother’s field of expertise. I tried to catch my breath, holding my hands against the edge of her window. “I—I…ne-need…”

“You need what? What, baby? What do you need?” she asked, running her hand gently against my cheek.

“Pie.”

She sat back, confused. “What?”

“Pie. My pie supplies that we bought earlier. They’re in the back of your car.”

“Are you freaking kidding me?!” she screeched. “You chased me down for blocks and blocks for pie ingredients?!”

I arched an eyebrow. “U

m, yeah?”

She reached into the back of her car, snatched the bag up, and slammed it against my chest. “You are so unbelievable! Here’s your stupid crap!”

I smirked. “Thanks.”

Her car pulled off and I couldn’t help but laugh when I heard her shout, “You owe me twenty bucks for that goat cheese!”

The second I stepped foot into my apartment, I pulled out my cell phone and sent a text.

Me: Next time I break up with a girl, I’m doing it via text message.

Alyssa: That bad?

Me: Dreadful.

Alyssa: I feel bad for her. She really liked you.

Me: She cheated on me!

Alyssa: And yet you still found a way to sleep with her three times.

Me: Whose side are you on?

Ellipses.

Alyssa: She’s such a monster! I’m so happy she’s out of your life. No one deserves to date such a psychotic person. She’s disgusting. I hope she accidentally steps on Lego pieces for the remainder of her life.

There was the response I needed.

Alyssa: Love you, best friend.