Why Me?

Why me? Why did everything happen to me..

The phone clinked back and forth, like when you drop a penny and it moves until it finally settles. My hands gripped into fists as I stared ahead at the blank TV. I faintly heard a man's voice, repeating one word, but my mind wouldn't grasp it long enough to actually care.

 

I felt the fine hairs on the nape of my neck stand up and I wondered if I looked as pale as I felt. When I heard his name, it was like someone had punched me in the gut and knocked the breath out of me. My head was whirling and a bunch of memories that I wanted to forget were swirling back.

 

I swallowed. “No, don't think about it.” I unclenched my fists and bent forward, taking the phone with a shaky hand. My throat was dry, but I still placed the phone to my ear and tested my voice. “Luke...?” I asked hoarsely, unsteadily.

 

“The one and only,” he paused, then said: “you alright?”

 

“Fine.” I fiddled with my fingers as I held the phone in place with my shoulder. I cleared my throat. “Why are you calling me?”

 

The other line went silent, then I heard a slight laugh. “We were once best friends, I wanted to get back in touch.”

 

I looked at the door, as if expecting Jake to walk home any moment and find Luke on the phone. “Jake would be mad if he knew we were talking-”

 

“Jake can kiss my a*s,” he interrupted, his voice as hard as a rock. We both fell silent and I wasn't about to talk first. Finally he said: “Aren’t you happy to talk to me?”

 

I rolled my eyes and leaned back against the couch. “Honestly, no, Luke, I am not.”

 

He laughed...that laugh brought back more unwanted memories. I blinked my eyes from tears. “Come on, Jordan. We went through so much-”

 

“Just stop,” I snapped, “tell me the real reason you called.”

 

He sighed and I heard something squeak on the other end; he was probably getting up out of a chair. “To talk to you, to catch up...” he paused and I braced myself to see what he was going to say next. “Go for a coffee or something.”

 

“You live in New York,” I pointed out gladly, “we can't-”

 

“That's where you're wrong,” I closed my mouth abruptly and blinked several times. He continued, oblivious to my confusion. “We...moved.”

 

“Moved?” I shook my head as my hair fell freely around my shoulders...as if that would make things more clear. “Where?”

 

“You see, Carly and I wanted a new...scene. We also didn't think New York was safe for our little Harold.” He stated as if I should have known.

 

Carly was his beautiful model wife. They hooked up not long before I moved and had gotten married not long after. I never went to the wedding, but it was all over the news. It was huge. Carly was literally close to perfect...beautiful blond hair that fell to her shoulders easily and a slim body with perfect curves I'd never be able to have. Also, she didn't walk...she strode. The way she moved her slim legs showed people she was meant for the runway. When I met her, I was instantly jealous of her. Not because she was dating Luke-hell no- but because of how beautiful she was.

 

Harold is their son. Well, her son. She had a kid with some guy before she met Luke, but he had left Carly when he was born. I guess she met Luke around seven years later or so, making Harold almost eight I think. When I met Harold before I moved he was a spitting image of his mother...only boy form. He was well built, for a seven year old, and he had long blond hair like his Mom. I just have a feeling he'll be like his Mom some day.

 

Luke had told me all this when he first met Carly. Though I couldn’t care less.

 

I cleared my throat, realizing I was still on the phone. “So where did you move too?” I crossed my right leg over the left and as I inspected my nails.

 

I could almost feel him grinning. “Miami.”

 

As soon as he said it, I literally almost chocked on my own spit. I shot up from the couch and raked my fingers through my hair. “What?” I asked, though I'm sure I heard him right.

 

I heard something fall on the other line. He swore under his breath, and I'm guessing he picked it up. “You heard me,” he responded, “Miami.”

 

I couldn't wrap my mind around this fact. “Why Miami?”

 

He seemed to ponder for a moment, then answered: “Well, it's beautiful there. The beach is amazing, so I've heard, and my best friend is there.”

 

I rolled my eyes, annoyance taking over. I leaned on my left leg as I placed my hand on my hip. “We're not even friends anymore, I made that clear to you a while back.”

 

“Things can change, I've changed..” He said in a hard voice. The voice that always frightened me.

 

“Doesn't sound like it.” I snapped as I walked back and forth in my apartment. 'This is like stalking.”

 

“Not really,” he answered, “we wanted a change. Not just to see you.”

 

I placed my hand on the cool wall and leaned forward. I let out a frustrated breath, blowing my hair that was hanging in front of my face. “When are you getting here?”

 

There was a pause, then a door slam. “Yeah, I'm talking to her,” I heard him say-probably to Carly- then I heard her say something. “Yeah, we might meet up.” Finally, I heard the phone go back to his mouth. “Sorry, what?”

 

I clenched my teeth. “When are you getting here?”

 

I heard him laugh. “I'm already here, Jordan. I said that.”

 

My hand dropped from the wall and I slid down to the floor. “Where?”

 

“Jefferson Avenue,” I heard Carly say something in the background, “yeah that's it.” I didn't say anything. “So when do you want to meet up?”

 

“Never.” I respond fast, shaking my head.

 

“Awe, that's a lie.”

 

“I'm not feeling well. Also-”

 

“You'd get in trouble, wouldn't you?” his voice was hard again, and I had to swallow before I answered.

 

“Yes.” I rubbed my eyes. “Yes, I would. A lot.”

 

I heard something squeak and I'm guessing he sat back down. “So sneak out.”

 

This time I laughed. “If I were going to sneak out, it wouldn't be for you.”

 

“Harsh,” he snapped.

 

“Maybe so.” I stood up and placed a hand on my hip again. I felt dizzy for standing so fast, so I closed my eyes briefly. “I don't even want to talk to you.”

 

“Awe come on Jordan, what happened was in the past.” He whined and I heard a TV go on in the background. “Besides, I've forgotten about it. Well, until now.”

 

“Good to know.” I said through clenched teeth. Sweat broke out on my hair line and I wiped it with the back of my hand. “Luke, can't you leave me alone?”

 

“No.” He said dryly. “I will not leave alone the girl I loved.”

 

“Are you sure it's 'loved'?” I asked, not hiding my annoyance in my voice.

 

“No, I'm never sure. Sometimes, I think I’m over you, then I see your picture and...and my feelings come washing back. And what we had-”

 

“Luke, shut up. We had nothing.” I blinked back more tears and pushed my curtains aside to look out the balcony window at the ocean. I tried to clear my head. “We had nothing.” I repeated.

 

“You sure? Cause it sounds like you're trying to convince yourself, dear.” His voice had gone to the cocky tone he always used.

 

“Yes, I'm f*****g sure!” I yelled. My temper was rising and I could feel the heat creeping up my neck to my face. “We had nothing, have nothing, and never will have anything!” I drew the blind back fast, and suddenly it ripped off its pole and fell to the floor. “Great.” I muttered as I bent to pick it up.

 

“Whatever.” Neither of us said anything as I picked up the blind. My mind was swirling with so much thoughts I couldn't keep on one for more then a few seconds. Why was he calling? What did he want? Why can't he leave me alone? Why did I ever talk to him?

 

People cheered on his TV and I guessed he was watching football. I heard him breathing into the phone. “Are we done here?” I asked sharply. I looked out the balcony again then opened the door a crack, as soon as it swished open I felt a cool breeze hit my face. The smell of the Ocean washed over me and I let myself get lost in the sweet smell.

 

He cleared his throat. “Not until we meet for coffee.”

 

I sighed and leaned back on my heels. I shut the door and placed my face in my palm. I was going to regret this. “Where?”

 

It's like I could feel him smiling. “11^th street diner.”

 

I froze. That's where Zack worked...”Why there?” I asked.

 

“I've been there, it's pretty good. So, you in?”

 

Did I have a choice? “I guess. But this is it, you'll hear of me no more after this.”

 

He sighed. “Whatever. When you want to meet?”

 

I looked at the clock for a moment. It's close to 2 O'clock, Jake won't be home till about six. “Now.”

 

“Whoa, excited ay?” he didn't let me respond. “Be there in a few minutes, you need a ride?”

 

The last thing I wanted was him knowing where I lived. “No, thanks, I can get a way there.”

 

“Suit yourself. Later beautiful.” Then he hung up.

 

I sunk against the wall and pulled my knees to my chest. What did I get myself into? I allowed a few tears to slip from my eyes. I didn't want to see or hear Luke. He brought back to much bad memories I've tried to forget.

 

I wiped my face and stood up, taking a big breath in. I would get through this, this is all I'll see or hear of him. So I put on my shoes and walked out the door to the Diner for the second time today.

 

 

When I turned on Washington Street my heart started to pound in my chest. It felt like it was going to burst out any moment and kill me right there. My hands shook slightly as they were in my pockets, and I clenched my phone with one hand trying to calm myself.

 

I can see how well that was working.

 

I could see the 11^th Street Diner sign ahead and I paused where I was standing. Was I ready for this? You'll have to be.My mind told me in my head. Which was true, if I didn't show he'd never stop calling.

 

Speaking of the devil, I felt my hand shaking more and noticed my phone was vibrating. “Hello?”

 

“Hey,” Luke's voice appeared, and I only heard that...the cars and people talking were suddenly drowned out. It was scary how his voice could make me go so numb everything around me seemed to vanish.

 

That's a bad thing.

 

“I'm almost there,” I answered his unasked question. Then I hung up.

 

I took a deep breath. Though, it didn't work. Nothing could make me calm right now. I took another step and continued to the Diner. I came to the walkway to the steps, then made my way down and up the steps. I hesitated as I reached for the door handle.

 

Suddenly, the door whipped open. I looked up into Ocean blue eyes, eyes that were so mesmerizing they could get any girl to do what they wanted. Long blond hair was around his face, messy but stylish. That hair was a seller, every girl wanted to run her fingers through it. Along with his hair people always wanted to touch his well built arms, one of which had a Behemoth Demon tattoo on it. I saw it peaking out of his T-shirt.

 

I remembered seeing that tattoo for the first time, asking about it and his reasoning for picking it.

 

He had told me the Behemoth had always fascinated him. He knew everything about the Myth.

 

I remembered touching this tattoo, and liking what I felt. Baby smooth skin under my finger tips.

 

I looked back into his eyes and I felt UN-shed tears in mine. At this moment, as soon as I saw him, I knew I just made a bigger mistake by coming here than I thought. “Hey, Luke.” 

Author's Note

I know some of you are asking about Danielle. Don't worry, she'll be back :) I'm going to start on the next chapter today, so hopefully it'll be up soon!

Reviews

[Daydreamer54]

I'm thinking she doesn;t kow how to say no, and if she was getting annoyed by him, she could have just hung up on him. I also think he wants to get back with her, even if he's already married. That's just wron, he probably married his model wife just to make Jordon jealous.
watching football- how does she know he's watching football? Just day watching sports.

[Steph's_romantic_myster..]

I was about to say, Wheres danielle, glad I read your comments... I really enjoyed this and again I am glued to my seat.....:-)

[Midnight_Mystery]

luke sounds like trouble.. i have a feeling he's up to no good. lets see what happens next...

[Karli]

Hmm I'm not sure if I like Luke too much. Jordan needs to get it together, though. Also, this makes me worry about Zack. Poor guy! Well, I can't wait until you get more up:)

[Lindsey]

I have a great time reading everything that happens. I am excited about the next chapter

[hannajade]

Great one !!
Luke seems like he is kinda creepy in a way!