An odd rhythm has followed all of us lately. As promised, Zane has been giving me space. Sort of… He has taken up full residence on the couch, against my wishes. Brendon is hardly ever home, so the only place I ever see him is occasionally at work. He says little more than two words to me at a time, but the cold, icy stone in his voice seems to have dissipated for now. He seems sad sometimes instead of his never-ending, burning rage.
After the conversation with Zane at school, I thought for sure everything was going to get way more intense and crazy around him. His confession of his affection for me led me to believe he was going to push even harder to get me to fall for him. But he hasn't. He backed off and is giving me some much-needed space. While definitely making sure I don't lose i
