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    With all of us putting groceries away , it takes less than an hour, much less time than if I was doing this alone. All in all, they did pretty well. There are about five bags of unperishable food sitting in the trunk of their car that can go on over to Ryan’s mansion of a house.
    Liam still isn’t back and the longer he’s away , the more I start worrying about him. I suspected that he had feelings for her when he started sleeping in the same bed as her, but he constantly redirected our conversations, so I started questioning less and less.
    He fought with me pulling the friend card out constantly. How could I have not believed him?
    It wasn’t until he told me that she was pregnant that I realized how he truly felt for her, the pain etched on his face was a mirror copy of Natalie’s. Only, his was for her and Nat’s was because of Ryan.
    At first , I felt horrible for him, to love someone and not be able to tell them. He couldn’t have her, for she was already taken. Irrevocably taken.
    Then when Natalie and Ryan decided to work their shit out, their relationship was all up in his face . I pitied him. He wouldn’t move on, couldn’t move on. He’s had quite a few months to move past those feelings, to lose them, to drown them and he hasn’t.
    Today was a train wreck, one that I saw coming miles, months if you will, away. Every time I said something , he would instantly shut me down, locking himself like a friggen teenager in his room blaring music. Or he would just leave.
    Sometimes , he wouldn’t come back for hours, other times, days. I didn’t learn until about a month ago where he was going when he left.
    For some reason , knowing where he went made me insanely jealous. A jealous I have never had the unfortunate opportunity to experience, until I discovered that whenever he was pissed off at me, he was going to Ryan and Natalie’s house and crashing there. This was often.
    I have no clue why it bugged me . But the thought of him running there because of an argument that we had, churns my gut. I hate runners. Yet, I am one.

Chapter 7
    Liam
    When parking the car , I notice that the guys must have come back while I was out. A good thing, because then I will have a shield to take away an awkwardness about earlier and I won’t allow myself to be trapped with her alone, so she can confront me. Layla is the queen on confrontations. She never backs down from any disagreement.
    Which is why I always leave when she gets on her high horse of arguing. She’s never wrong and always assumes she knows how I am feeling, and Layla, ever the therapist, knows how to fix me.
    I am a long way off the course of going back to be ing fixed. There is no repairing the damage I’ve done to myself, let alone the damage I have done to others. Of the people that I have hurt in my short life, they don’t, nor will they ever deserve any retribution from me.
    The tracks of forgiveness have long since kicked my ass off and there is no going back.
    I enter the apartment and survey the scene before me. If I thought that retreating through the door and reentering would change what my eyes are seeing, I would do it one hundred times. But I have strong faith in my senses, one being my sight and what I am seeing is definitely happening. Good Lord.
    “What in the fuck are you guys doing?” I ask, barely holding my laughter in.
    Gage and Jason are sitting on the sofa and Zepp is sitting cross-legged on the floor below them. Gage has his hair tied back in a pink scrunchie, Zepp and Gage both have headbands on, keeping their hair out of their eyes, I suppose.
    Their faces are caked with a mud -like substance and all three of their pant legs are rolled up and their shoes are off.
    “Layla asked us if we wanted to do a spa day.” Jason answers me.
    “A girl spa day, by the looks of it. Why are you all barefoot?”
    “Oh, Layla gave us all pedicures. Liam , dude, you should try it. It’s very relaxing.” Gage adds in.
    “No thanks.” I