I lay on the sort of bed/sofa that's sat on the balcony staring up at the darkening sky. My chest is bare and the temperature is luckily a soft heat. That's when a knock sounds at the door. I get up with a sigh and open to reveal Cayden standing there. "See you succeeded with escaping, without Taylor" I say leaning against the door frame.
"You make it sound like he's the plague or something" Cayden says seeming unaffected by the bareness of my chest.
"I have my reasons" I mutter before stepping to the side. "Come in" He walks in and I go off ahead. "Drink? Answers? Questions?"
"Why do you like him less because he's rich?" Cayden asks.
"Its not the fact just cause he's rich Its the fact he thinks its okay to bring himself along even without invitation" I say simply
"To be fair, your phone was switched off so he couldn't have asked you anyway"
"I think it was clear I didn't want him anywhere near me" I mutter. I'm starting to hate this discussion its making me upset. Why do we have to continue talking about him?
"Do you see him anywhere?"
"Nope and that's why for the moment I'm happy" I say with a smile. Cayden kind if smiles and I sit down patting the seat next to me. He takes a seat and the atmosphere sort of goes silent. I mean there's so many things I want to do and say they just..... aren't really the right things to do.
Eventually Cayden breaks the silent. "What is it you don't like about him?" He asks seeming to really want to know.
"I don't want to talk about Taylor" I mutter.
"Tell me and I promise I won't mention him again" Cayden says trying to continue the discussion.
"Cayden..." I sigh. "No" Cayden looks at me trying to do puppy eyes and succeeding but it won't work.
"Please" He says.
"That makes me want to submit to anything except telling" I say finding myself smirking at him. He puts the puppy eyes on even more and I hold back my laughter. "Dude, its not working the way you want"
"C'mon, just tell me" He moans.
"Nope" I say resting my head back and closing my eyes. I feel a prod to my side immediately knowing its Cayden.
"Cayden, if you came here to make me feel better your going the wrong way" I say simply and a bit annoyed.
"I just want to know, Jake. I'm trying to make sense of all of this" He says.
"Apart from the fact you allow him to get close to you.... he's spoilt, annoying, obsessive, clingy and cheeky" I say clenching my teeth in an effort to not get to angry. I feel a hand pushing back my hair and my eyes fling open.
"I've let you get close to me to" He says. My breathing becomes unsteady and I find myself confused. What's up with this guy and his mixed signals?
"Stop sending mixed signals" I mutter trying to remain calm and failing terribly. Cayden frowns slightly and I look away. Seriously, doesn't he get he's doing that. Saying we can only be friends yet being so fucking confusing with all his gestures. He acts like a friend but also not like a friend.... Cayden remains silent and I start to worry. "Why are you quiet?" I ask. Usually someone would have assured the person by now. Denied it or apologized.
"I don't know what to say to you?" He whispers.
"What do you want to say?" I say simply. He shrugs and I tilt my head still waiting for an answer.
"I don't know" He says.
"Why are you here then?" I ask.
"Like I said earlier, to keep you company" He says with a smile.
"How?" I say curiously. His smile falls and I know I said the wrong thing. I'm a total idiot.
"Not in the way you want" He says.
I look away. "Your Taylor's now aren't you or your gonna be" I say. If he isn't his then from the way I see the way Taylor is pulling on Cayden it will be soon. It hurts to know and Cayden being here makes the thought worst.