Chapter 174

**Logan**

**That night**

Carl hands me a beer, then turns to look out on the party at hand. He dragged me to this party; he said because I hadn't had sex for a week I had made him depressed. This party was not my idea of fun anymore, maybe a few years ago but not now.

The girl stood next to me is too easy. She's been talking to me for the last ten minutes, and I'm bored already.

"Ok, let me just be honest with you here," I say, turning to look at her. She tilts her head and twirls her dyed pink hair around her fingers. "This is going nowhere, if it is, it's probably going in a broom closet for a quickie, and I won't care if you finish," I truthfully tell her. Her jaw drops a little, and she goes to slap me. I stop her and tilt my head. "Would you rather I allowed this to continue, and then you end up with an itch you haven't had scratched?" I ask. She pulls her hand out of mine and storms off.

"You're such a Debbie downer," Carl huffs. "She was hot,"

"You go for it," I say.

"You would have gotten her off," he states.

"Not purposefully," I say and down my bottle of beer. "I need some air," I walk out of the kitchen to the garden. The pool is full of people, and there are people dotted about. I sit on the steps of the porch and take a joint out of my jeans pocket.

\-*-

Walking back into the house, Carl pretty much knocks me out when he walks into me. He takes my arms and turns me around. He looks around before looking me in the eyes.

"Don't be angry," I frown, "wait, you're stoned, you're not gonna get angry, Megan is here," he blurts out.

"Ok,"

"With Courtney and her sister,"

"Right,"

"And she's drunk,"

"Ok,"

"And got some guy attached to her,"

"What?" I ask and look around. "Where?"

"In the living room,"

I make my way to the living room. I don't know why I intend to see this for myself, maybe to drill it into myself that she is moving along and I should do the same. Walking into the living room, I see her. She's stood against a wall talking to some guy, or more listening. She doesn't look like she's enjoying herself. She looks just as bored as I did earlier. Looking around, I see Courtney and her sister getting drinks from the table.

"She came with them?" I ask Carl.

"Yeah, I saw them walk in together," he says and tilts his head. "What's Courtney's sister like in bed?" he asks. I look at him, "What? I can't screw Courtney, not yet anyway," he adds.

"I need another smoke," I say and walk back out.

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Drying my hands on a towel, I hear the bedroom door open. I needed a piss and didn't want to wait in the queues, so I sneaked into a bedroom. I've been here for a few hours now, and I'm bored. Megan had noticed me but seemed to act like she hadn't. I saw her watching me when some girl came up to talk to me. That and I overheard Courtney tell her I was here.

"Megan you have to go home,"

"Why?" I hear her snap. I sneak a look to see it's Carl who is talking to her. She looks so hot tonight. She's wearing a short, skintight emerald green dress that ties at the back. I don't think it's hers. I've never seen it in her closet.

"Because Logan is here too, it's not ideal for you both to be here, if he sees you hook up with someone or if you see him,"

"What difference does it make?" she asks, cutting him off. "I've already seen him with someone,"

"Please, Megan, do you even want to be here?" he asks.

"Why do you care so much? You didn't care last week," she snaps. I frown and move so that they can't see me.

"That's different,"

"How so?

"It just is,"

"What? So it's ok for me to screw you but no one else?" she growls, causing me to frown. "You're just like every .." she gets cut off. I look to see he's kissing her. She pushes him away from her. "What are you doing?"

"Shutting you up," he shrugs. I move so they can't see me again. So they slept together and by the sound of things recently. "You need to tell him how you feel,"

"Everyone keeps saying that but I don't, I need people to leave me alone,"

"He leaves very soon and then what will happen?" he asks. "Are you going to keep being like this?"

"Like what?" she asks. I hear movement, and then the bed moves. "He's already decided to leave; there's nothing I can do about that,"

"You can go with him," he states.

"No, I can't, I may not regret sleeping with you, but I know it wasn't the correct thing to do. I wouldn't forgive him if he slept with my best friend. I can't expect him to do the same,"

"He won't know,"

"I will, and I can't keep something like that from him,"

"I get that," Carl sighs. "Logan is more understanding than you think, he'll probably be angry with me, not you,"

"I screwed up," she says.

I'm not sure how I feel about any of this. We're not together. She can be with whoever she wants to be with, why is she beating herself up so much about it.

"Sara said I did it because I wanted to hurt him for hurting me,"

"You used me," Carl says in fake shock. She giggles.

"I guess so,"

"I feel so cheap,"

"Are you telling me you don't use a girl for sex all the time, and it isn't like I knew at the time I was using you,"

"Yeah, you're right, you look hot by the way," he says. This man's mind is always on sex; it's as if he walks around with a constant boner.

"Thanks, the dress isn't mine, I didn't even want to come, but Courtney talked me into coming, she didn't want to go with just her sister, where's Logan now?"

"I'm not sure, probably outside getting high, that's all he's done all night, I think he's pissed off with me,"

"Why?"

"I made him come, he's been down a lot lately, and I thought it would cheer him up a little,"

"You thought him being surrounded by drugs and alcohol would cheer him up?" she asks as if he's stupid.

"Yeah I didn't think about that part, I just know most of the girls here are an easy lay, I thought if he got a blow job or something he'd cheer up,"

"Nice Carl,"

"What? It cheers me up," he says casually. She laughs, and it's a genuine laugh.

"Carl you are one of a kind, you always make me laugh,"

"I don't even mean to," he says, and she laughs again.

"I should go back out, Courtney will think I've left her, I'm going to see if I can get her to leave," she says. "I'll see you down there," she adds, and then I hear her leave.

I stand at the doorway. Carl has his back to me with his phone in his hand. My phone vibrates in my pocket. Clearing my throat, I make him jump, he turns, and his eyes go wide.

"Hey," he says and gives me a nervous smile.

"You had sex with her?" he gulps in response. "When?"

"Saturday,"

"Good to know how great of a friend you are,"

"It wasn't planned,"

"I think it's best if we don't talk for a while," I say and move to walk out of the room.

"Logan,"

"Don't tell me that it wasn't planned, she wasn't in the best of moods that day, she was angry at me, you knew what you were doing," I snap and walk out.