Two Roads by L.M. Augustine

Author:L.M. Augustine [Augustine, L.M.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-08-23T22:00:00+00:00

Anyway.

Please come with me. You have until tomorrow night, or the hostage dies. (The hostage being my heart)

(Yeah. I went there.)

P.S. Come.

P.P.S. Remember: until tomorrow night.

That was sent yesterday.

Have I mentioned that I freaking hate Logan Waters? Anyone this persistent really does deserve to die a painful death. Or in Logan’s case, death by crepes. Yes. That could work. If only there was a way to make the crepes come to life and strangle him in his sleep for me.

He’s right, of course. I should go to the convention with him. I want to and I need the closure, and I love poetry so it’s not like it could hurt. But at the same time, I know that going with Logan could be toxic. I love our rivalry, I really do, and I don’t want to ruin it by getting too close to him. All getting close to people has ever gotten me is loneliness--I mean, look where Ben and my parents are now, all thanks to me--and I can’t have that happen to Logan.

I can’t stop hating him. I can’t lose him too.

So I have to keep pushing him away.

I go back to skimming through the blog archive, telling myself I’m not ready to risk it with Logan, when a poem catches my eye. I stop scrolling and read it, holding my breath. It’s called Happenings, and it was published almost exactly six months ago.

It was her smile that did me in.

She always had a beautiful smile.

I remember when I first saw her, standing there,

smiling like her smile unlocked a whole new world

a world I wanted to see

a world I wanted to be a part of

a world I wanted to share with her.

Meeting her was not just another happening;

it was a sign,

an opportunity,

and I took it

and I held fast.

Because there are always choices in life

there is always a leap of faith.

And life brought me to her

and then life put me in front of that intersection

and I didn’t even have to think about where the other road led

because I already made my choice.

I already knew what I wanted.

So I chose her.

One moment I’m sitting here reading the poem and thinking about life and choices and how I have to take some risks if I ever want to be happy, and then the next I’m unable to stop thinking about Logan, his laugh, his smile, the convention and how badly I want to go, and then, finally, I know what I have to do.

I shoot up out of bed, grab the suitcase of stuff I’ve had pre-packed forever in case my parents piss me off enough that I have to flee the country, write Ruby a quick note--”I’m doing it”--and I stumble across the floor, which is covered in dirty clothes, and head toward the door.

I’m wearing some way-too-small t-shirt and a two year-old pair of shorts, but I don’t have time to change. I grab a handful of chocolate bars off of the table by the door as “to go”

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.