Twist of Fate - 8. Chapter 8 The party pt 2

Chapter 8

The party part 2

I can’t believe that happened. What is wrong with me? Why can’t I just leave Jason alone? Or is it Jason that needs to leave me alone?
“Aiden?” Looking to the side of me, I see Courtney standing there leaning against the wall. Drink in hand, with a frown. Is this night destined to be wrong? I mean c'mon, two guys, both extremely hot, and want me? And one actually kissed me. Pushing Jason away, I open my mouth to say something but, nothing comes out. There’s nothing that I could say to get me out this predicament.

“Court, it’s not what it looks like… I swear.” I start to panick. Sure Court knows about me, all my friends do. Specially this jackass standing next to me.

“Save it Aiden. How could you? After you swore that Jason wasn’t anything or he didn’t mean anything to you anymore? Or was that all a lie. I know the dude’s hot. But don’t go down that road.” With a huff she turns around and disappears.

“I’m sorry Ai…” he starts

“Don’t Jason. You know exactly what you were doing. And I don’t know what to think. I honestly don’t know if you’re fucking with me or you are actually sincere about it… I can’t trust you. We just got back to being friends!” I grabbed the first bottle on the counter, poured it in my cup and took a sip. I coughed a little at first. And sipped again, “slow down Aiden. That stuff is strong…” he looks at me with sympathy.

“Who gave you the right to care about you? You actually think that I give a flying fuck right now?” now he looks hurt. “I don’t need your sympathy. And I certainly don’t need you to worry about me. I have real friends for that.” I take one last look at him. As I walk way.

Now to find that hottie Logan. I hope he didn’t find someone else to play with. Jason just needs to understand that, I can’t go back to him. He destroyed that part of me that wanted him. When we were kids he was my everything. However, now he’s a stranger. A very hot stranger. I might add! Shaking my head I clear it of thinking about Jason. I’m on a mission dammit. A mission in the hopes of losing my virginity to a ginger. How weird is that to be thinking about? Shouldn’t virgins be a little bit scared of doing sexual stuff? Shouldn’t we be a little skittish of doing the act? I would think so, but as I’m heading into the living room where the music is pumping, and people are milling are around. My eyes land on Logan’s back, at least I hope it’s Logan. The guy has a nice bubble butt, I wonder what kind of undies he’s wearing? Whoa, what!? I can’t believe I just thought that… my hormones are so high, that I would be willing to give it up to any one of these fine ass men in here.

Weaving around people, I come close enough to Logan to hear a portion of the conversation. “Yea, he’s arguing with one of his friends in the kitchen. I can’t believe a guy like Jason would interrupt something like that? Don’t get me wrong Jason’s fucking hot and I’d do him in a minute…” he laughs. “But I’m hoping to bed Aiden. The guys a hot number…” The person in front of him nods his head in my direction. Panick quickly starts up and I wonder if I’m doing the right thing? This is either a fight or flight situation and I wonder if it’s the right thing to do…

“Oh hey Aiden. This is my Alex. We were just talking about you.” Logan says, but his facial expression shows surprise. I wonder if he really is interested in me after all. Or is it just the booze talking.

“Hey Alex. Nice to meet ya!” I smile

Logan wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me a little closer to him. The feel of his body touching mine, had me tingling. Maybe excited. God, I hope I’m doing the right thing here.

“What we’re guys talking about?” I asked

“oh nothing…” he paused, “nothing at all.” He totally avoided the question.

“So that comment about bedding me wasn’t in the conversation? Or the fact my friend Jason isn’t hot…” I don’t know why I’m getting so annoyed. It’s not like I don’t want to bed him either. “Look it doesn’t matter. I'm just saying all is fair in Love and war.” I smile at him. While he just gives me a blank stare. Did I say something stupid. Was it to smart for a drink hot guy to understand.

“Dude! He’s talking to you, stop staring and answer back…” His friend Alex smacks him in the arm.

“Ow!” Logan states as he rubs his arm, “sorry I didn’t want to come off like that. But yea we were kind of talking about you and your friend. I can’t help it. You’re fucking hot.” He says, as I blush. A guy just called me hot, me! I can’t believe it… alright, alright. Don’t fan Girl now. Just accept the compliment. Wow! Me, hot… please. I think he’s drunk.

Laughing, “Thanks. But I think you’re drunk.” His friends laughs at him while Logan just continues to stare. Following his line of sight. I see Jason standing there with a drink his hand, leaning up against the door jam. With a smirk upon his face. Fucking asshole. He’s trying to steal this hottie from me.

“Are you really staring at my friend. I thought you wanted me?” I’m sounding whiney aren’t I? Fuck. Whatever. I’m good. I’ll just hang out and have fun. That’s what you’re supposed to do at a party anyway, right?

“Go have him, I’m no longer interested.” With that I walk away.

Am I wrong for what I did? I mean if he wants Jason that’s the only thing he had to say, or was Jason looking at us? Maybe I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. Maybe, just maybe Logan had a reason for staring at Jason. The dude’s hot. And if it weren’t for me not trusting Jason then hell yes. I’d do him…

Walking outside, the air felt crisp, clean, and fresh. Sighing loud I leaned against the banister of the porch. Taking in the sight of the back yard. With a sip from my cup, I bowed my head. How can tonight can anymore fucked up? How can one moment lead to this? I had him in the palm of my hand. And we would have done it too.

“Hey.” Jason says. I didn’t even hear approach.

“Not now, okay.” I sighed. All these years I’ve wanted him, now that I don’t he wants me… what kind of sick game is the gods playing. Do they like toying with their creation? Why give me a guy at an early age; to rip him from me. And then have him show back up in my life.

“its not like that Aiden. I swear…” he sighs now.

“Please explain it then Jason. Because I don’t know what you’re thinking or feeling. I can’t read minds. I’m not an empath.” I’m getting frustrated at the right person but wrong time.

“Aiden please hear me out, without judgment or ridicule.”

“Fine. Say whatever it is that made you come after me.” I need more liquor for this shit.

“When we were kids I didn’t know what was going on. I didn’t even think about my consequences until it was too late. I didn’t even realize that I hurt you that badly until you moved away and I never saw you again. Aiden please forgive me when I say, I listened to the kids at our old school. They were, are morons. I should have listened to you then. Instead of hurting you and throwing away what we had…” he pauses. You can tell that this hurts him to speak of.. but I need to hear this, I need to finally give him a shot at telling me what exactly he wants. Maybe then we can be something.

“Back then I didn’t realize that I had the same feeling that you had for me. Now that we are older I can express to you how much of an asshole that makes me. For doing what I did, for saying what I did. For whatever else I may have forgotten. Aiden you are the only person that I have thought of since that summer. The only person who has ever came close enough for me to lo.. lo…” He stuttered out.

“ Love Jason, love. But that feeling isn’t there anymore for me. I don’t think that I can do this Jason. Not with you. Not how things have ended back then...” I turn around with silent tears and stare at him. Him with his unshed tears, hair perfect, frown perfect, even his cologne smells perfect. As I’m looking at him, he’s moving closer to me. “Jason?” I whispered

“Yea?” he whispered back

“The feelings haven’t left.” With that he kisses me hard.