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Now where were we in this little rendezvous?

Oh yes, with Logan showing up to Carlos's house...

"Hey Logan!" Carlos scrambled to give me a hug but I pushed him off.

"What the fuck Carlos? Where were you? I waited over an hour and a half for you! Dude I was worried, I thought maybe something happened to you! I, I...never mind, obviously you don't give a fuck. I'm leaving." I turned to go, my face had turned the color of a brand new fire truck, more than that I was flustered and tired. Not just physically, but emotionally as well.

What was Carlos thinking? Shit, what was I thinking?

Before I could even step off the porch Carlos whirled me around, he kissed me gently before mouthing, "You know I love you," and as soon as the kiss had begun it was over. I sat in shock until the very real sound of his front door slamming in my face startled me. I couldn't help but feel empty, today had not been anything like I expected. I stood shocked for a moment before retreating to my car.

Why would he do that?

I sat in the driver's seat for what felt like hours, thoughts running through my head. I jumped as my phone began to vibrate and when I looked at the caller id it was my mom.

"Honey where are you? I know you said you were going over to Carlos's house for a few but it's almost eleven! Your father and I are worried sick. Please come home." She sounded worried, and with good reason, I never went out for this long without giving her updates every now and then. My mom was like a superhero, she could always sense when I was upset, sometimes before I even knew what I was upset about.

"Mom I'll be home soon, I'm just down the street. I'm leaving Carlos's now." I tried to keep my voice strong but it ended up cracking multiple times, I reached a hand up and wiped the tears from my face.

"Honey, me and you need to talk when you get home, I know something is bothering you..." when she paused I could hear her take in a short breath, "I know that something is Carlos."

"Mom please I-"

"No Logan, we're having this talk." With that she hung up the phone and I could feel the tears well up in my eyes again. I started my car and backed out of the driveway, I glanced at the house one more time before driving off. A few seconds later I was at my own home, I stopped my car and took in a deep breath, this talk was not going to be easy, but my mom had always been my rock. She was the only person I could talk to about anything, she never judged me. After all, she was the first person I came out to...

"Mom, there's something I need to tell you..."I had walked into the kitchen to find her washing the dishes and humming. She placed the bowl she had been washing back into the sink before turning around and drying her hands. I relaxed a bit as she walked towards me grinning. "Mom I think I'm..." I struggled to pull the last word from my mouth.

I never got to finish, my mom pulled me into a big hug, "I know baby, I've always known."I began to cry and she did too, we cried together in the kitchen for an hour. The rest of the day we sat there talking until dad came home. When mom told him what I had told her he gave me a big hug and we all cried some more, it was the biggest family moment we've ever had.

I came back to reality, I was opening the door and I had barely put my foot inside before my mom was by my side. She looked like she had been crying and I instantly felt bad.

"Mom can we have this conversation somewhere not the front hallway." I began to walk towards the kitchen and she followed. I plopped into my favorite seat and looked up at my mom. "Mom, he never showed up to the restaurant. I waited for over an hour, every time the waitress came back I just got more and more embarrassed, he's never done this before. I just don't even know what to think right now. There's more, I went to his house. I was hoping his mom could maybe tell me where he was because I had no idea that he would be there, that he would be the one to open the door...smiling at that." I took in a breath and looked up at my mom, she was looking at me intently before giving me an encouraging nod. I sucked in another breath before continuing, "He tried to act like nothing was wrong, but I obviously didn't like that, I pushed him away and he, he...he kissed me." At that my mom stood up from the table and walked away, obviously confused in her own way. "He told me he always loved me and then shut the door in my face, I've, I've never experienced something like that before, and I don't know what's going on between us."

"Honey," she turned and faced me again, "are you sure he isn't playing you?"

I looked up at her quickly, and I could tell it pained her to say those words almost as much as it hurt for me to hear them. "Mom, I don't, I don't even know anymore. I think I need some sleep. Can we finish this conversation in the morning?" She looked down at me and I could tell she was still upset, but with my promise of talking in the morning she let me go up to my room.

I showered and changed out of the outfit I had spent so much time searching for. I threw it in the corner, I intended to stay away from those clothes for as long as possible, they had too many memories attached, and I had enough to struggle with, I stared at my ceiling, thinking of Carlos and his games.

Why would he do that to me? Why would he not respond to my texts, get me all worked up, and then just kiss me?

However, I wasn't as upset about the kiss as I was what he did once he kissed me.

Slamming the door in my face was just rude. Did I do something to deserve all the shit he's dishing at me? I furrowed my brow. Of course I didn't do anything, other than attempting to avoid him on Thursday I've been the perfect best friend. Well as close to perfect as anyone could possibly be. Nothing is making since, but what if mom is right? What if he's just doing this to get a reaction out of me?

At that, I rolled over onto my side and closed my eyes, I didn't want to think of Carlos anymore, not now.

Sunday was a total drag, my mom tried to talk to me some more about Carlos but I really just wasn't up to it. She kept mentioning how he was being a prude and he didn't know what he was missing out on, but that was just it. He had to know what he was missing out on because, well, he had had me before. We had done everything together, I mean I gave the boy my virginity. I couldn't take it anymore. She was down talking the person I loved, the person I felt I couldn't live without.

After she finally gave up trying to talk to me I went back to my room and crashed onto my cozy chair. I began to think,

If Carlos wants to play with me, shouldn't I be allowed to play around with him a bit? Maybe that'll get his attention and he'll see I mean business. I haven't the slightest idea on how to get Carlos back but I'm sure I know someone who will...

I pulled out my cell phone and got online. I went straight to Facebook and pulled up my friends list. I scrolled and scrolled until one name caught my eye.

Perfect.

I walked into school on Monday with a whole new attitude, I had taken myself out shopping after my revelation yesterday and I was a whole new Logan Mitchell. I walked through the hallways with my head held high. I got the usual glances from those who knew me who were probably thinking "What the fuck?" but I kept going. Today, I had no intentions of talking to anyone but one person in particular, and like clockwork there he was, right in front of. I did a very unusual smirk before yelling down the hallway at my target.

"Knight! I have a proposition for you and Diamond. Care to listen?"