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I knew he knew some stuff
but how much? I asked him “What did Nic tell you?” I asked with no
particular tone.

“What does Nic have to do
with this? Does she know?” he looked down and fiddled with his
hands, scratching a callus he probably had from lifting weights. He
looked back up at me with compassionate eyes and I looked back. “Of
course she knows” he said. I felt uneasy and started to squirm in
my seat anxiously. I'm not sure if the fact that I was assaulted by
a guy bothers me more than the thought of Jett knowing or anybody
else for that matter. To me enough people knew and I wanted to keep
it that way; but then again if Logan wasn't going to leave me alone
then I'm sure more people were going to find out. Plus, who knows
how many people already knew and God knows what Kevin, Logan and
Lucy have told people. I just assumed everyone was keeping it to
themselves but now I’m not so sure. And maybe he’s talking about my
dreams, I’m so confused, it’s gotta be about the latter because I
keep flinching…

I started to feel a bit
dizzy. Maybe I wasn't remembering to breath. My eyes started to
gloss over and I pulled my knees up to my chest. “I really don't
want to talk about it, I'll be fine.” 

He sat next to me and put
his hand on my shoulder and I flinched again. Chill out, I told
myself chill out.

“What did this guy do to
you? Maybe I can help. Maybe I can get this guy to leave you alone.
Is he the one trying to grab you? Your ex-boyfriend?

“Ex-boyfriend! Hell no, I
don't even know him, he just ups and......" I exploded, but stopped
myself mid-sentence, I may have opened a can of worms I can’t
close. I think Logan needed to shut his mouth, but maybe I needed
to shut mine too. Was Jett talking about the guy who tried to grab
me today or on our date or both? Did he think it was Logan? I’ve
always thought it was Cale, but I have no proof either way. I
looked at him mortified, what does he know and what is he expecting
me to tell him.

“Declan, you know, one of my
good buddies, plays basketball. He had a tournament at Baskin's
School last week and ran into this guy named Logan.” I let my head
sink into my knees and mumbled crap, he continued. “Declan said
this guy Logan was talking matter-factly to him and asked if he
knew you, when Declan said yes, he asked to pass a message along to
you.”

I had a complete look of
utter horror and disbelief on my face, I didn't say a word. I wiped
a tear and looked the other way. I put both my hands up to cover my
face and said “I don't want to hear it.”

He waited a minute and said
“His message was to tell you that 'He’s in love with you and that
he cannot wait to be with you again.’ ” He kept looking at his
hands.

“What a bastard” I
mumbled.

Jett said “What did you
say?” very slow and calm.

I repeated myself and said
“I don't even know him Jett.” I could tell by the look on Jett's
face he wasn't happy.

“Then how does he know
you?”

"He's a friend of one of my
parent’s friend’s kids." As soon as I let that sentence out I knew
I was going to have to explain. Maybe messages from this guy were
the reason why Jett has been so distant and moody.

I couldn’t look at him as I
spoke… “We were over at my parents friend’s house this last July
and I ahh.......met him.......” I took a deep breath. I felt my
eyes welling up and turned so he couldn’t see me cry.

I was going to continue but
Jett told me more, “Declan said he went on and on about you how
you're so pretty and that he thinks you like him too, and he's sure
you two will see each other again but he didn't have your phone
number. He made it sound like you had a one night stand with
him." 

"Did you have sex with him?”
he asked.

“No! No!” I shouted. “I
don't even know him!”

“Then why are you so upset?
You can tell me, I won't tell anyone. I'll beat the shit out
of this guy if that's what you want, at the very least I'll get him
to shut his mouth.” I couldn’t help but laugh a little with
relief. Jett putt his hands on my shoulders and said “You
really can trust me.”

Calmly, I turned, looked
into Jett's warm attentive caramel colored eyes and told him "The
thing is he's not my boyfriend and never was, I only met him the
one time."

There was another long
pause, he was waiting for me to pour my soul out to him, he wrapped
his fingers in mine. Just do it I told myself. I cleared my throat
and said "He keeps sending me messages to people in our school that
he's in love with me and we'll be together soon and all sorts of
crap..." I trailed off a little thinking this isn't going to cut it
either. "It's not something I have ever talked about to anyone and
I really don't want to." I put my forehead on my knees, I'm
conflicted whether to tell him or not. Will he think less of me,
will he think it was my fault, will he even drive me home when I’m
done telling him or will I have to wait for my mom out in the cold
to come pick me up?

"Addie, I really want you to
trust me. Since we are dating we should trust each other, and we
need to tell each other everything. Otherwise how am I supposed to
help or understand? I can't defend you from this guy unless I know
what's going on."

I looked at Jett again and I
knew I wanted to be with him and I guess I needed to just trust
him. So I took a deep breath..... I started out telling him about
where we were and that everyone was sitting in the living room,
including Logan.

I told him EVERYTHING from
start to finish. That it started in the middle of a conversation we
were having in the living room, then this guy came flying across
the coffee table at me. I left out no details, except I did
summarize some of the details of exactly
how
he touched me, but that he did
have his hands all over me and ripped my shirt and tried 'other
things' was all I said. I continued "I didn't even remember his
name until Declan gave me a message back in September from him and
I knew it had to be him. I don't even know if I would recognize him
if I saw him again." I realized it was so quiet you could hear a
pin drop. I know I must have had a horrified look on my face, my
eyes were welling up more and more, enough to drop tears and they
did. I was crying in front of Jett, just the thing I didn’t
want to do.

There was such a long lapse
of silence, I almost got up to leave but not before I looked at
Jett, he looked a little choked up himself. He sat up like he was
going to say something and then bent forward and rested his arms on
his knees and continued to pick at the calluses on his hands. The
tears started to flow and I felt ashamed and like a baby, I
couldn't stop crying.

When I was done I just kept
my legs up and my head down, I tried taking a couple of deep
breaths to calm myself down. Then Jett started asking me some
questions “So you never met the guy before that night?”

“No.”

“And you didn't ki
ss him or
flirt with him at all before he attacked you?”

"No! We were in the living
room, the guy rang the doorbell and Kevin answered. We were all
talking, I wasn't even looking at Logan, I was drawing pictures in
the carpet. Tori said something and that started it!" I said with
my voice strained; now I was getting mad. "If you think this was my
fault or that I asked for it...!" I got up and he caught my
arm.

“Addie no, it wasn't your
fault, you should have called the police or at the very least told
your parents. That guy...that guy should not have touched you for
any reason, even if you did flirt with him – and you just
met him and his messages just mean he’s insane. He violated you as
a person.... you need to tell your parents.” His voice was
quivering with anger.

“I can't, I just can't,
especially not after all this time.” A very long awkward feeling
was in the room with us. “I'll take care of this Logan for you,
don't worry about that. If you don't want to tell your parents,
well that's up to you, but I think you should.”

"Jett, I don't want you
beating him up, I don't want to make things worse!"

"Worse! How could they get
any worse? You think someone is following you and it could be him
and you flinch every time I touch you!"

"It's not you." I said
softly.

"What? I know, I know
now."

"I mean I'm just jumpy.
Sometimes I flinch, but it's not as bad now." I hunched my
shoulders toward my ears. He put his arms around me giving me a big
hug.

"That's everything, right?"
Jett asked in a low soft voice.

I laughed a little and
said “That's everything I know about Logan.....” Wiping away
my tears, hoping not to cry again.

“That's all you know about
Logan, so there is something else you aren't telling me?

I looked up, dammit and
replied "Well, we think Cale is the guy attacking and following me,
but there no way to prove it. I am really baffled why he’s after me
in the first place.”

“Mmmhmmm.” He mumbled in
agreement, looked up at me, raising one eyebrow. I said "I have no
idea why Cale is so obsessed with me." I gave him a quick rundown
on Cale being cool at school and then a geek on dates and
that we only kissed even though his reputation is different. I
also told him he acted more like a dad than a boyfriend. So I
really didn't get his obsession, I also told him about the time I
woke up in front of the white house and how Topher told Declan the
weird story about Cale and his girlfriend and everything we hadn’t
told him before. And that is why I thought it was Cale in the woods
today.

“
Really!”
he said. Jett pulled me on his lap and we hugged
for a while. It was nice. I felt safe and I actually
knew
I could trust
him. “I’m so sorry Addie, no one should ever have to go through
that. Please know that you can trust me.” I nodded my head while my
face was still buried in the crook of his neck. “Is that
everything?” I didn’t break the silence “If I was to tell Nic you
told me everything, and I mean everything, could she shock
me?"

I cleared my throat. Damn
he’s good. I let myself slide off his lap, but first, I leaned
against the couch and just looked at him and squinted my eyes a
bit.

"Welllll" he said...I looked
at him in astonishment - déjàvu - -I shook off the eerie feeling I
was getting. I remembered my dream from last night...and him saying
"Welllll" and everything about this moment. Now I know why I was
crying in my dream. Should I tell him about my dreams or would he
think I’m a freak. Maybe, I could just tell him what happens next
and tell him the short side of it..... make it
humorous....

"Dammit Jett,” I got up and
started pacing. “I have one other inconsequential weird thing, I
don't expect you to believe a word of this but go ahead and read
this.” I took
out my note from the front pocket of my jeans
and handed him the folded up piece of paper. “I
don't want you telling anybody any of this ever, not what I just
told you or what you are about to read! You got it?”

I handed him the note but
held on tightly to it so he couldn't get it out of my hand the
first pull. "I mean it, no one!" I threatened.

"I promise." He said with a
smile and I released the paper.

"It's not a big deal but Nic
might tell you about this if you told her you knew everything. It
doesn't happen all the time and sometimes it's just about
little things and sometimes big. It’s just something fun I
thought I would do - write them down and see if they come true –
and they seem to; my dreams come true." I was rambling but I got it
out, I think.

He looked at me in confusion
“What? What are you talking about?"

I put my hands to my face
and said "Just read it." My voice muffled, “That's my dream from
last night.” He didn’t stop reading my note so I got up and
went upstairs to go to the bathroom to check my makeup. As I opened
the door I saw Storm scooting around the corner and up the
stairs.

Dammit, what am I, stupid? I
should have remembered and known not to tell Jett unless I checked
to see if we were alone. I went in the bathroom and started to half
cry again and then I told myself to knock it off. I locked the
bathroom door and washed my face in cold water several times and
thought of the worst scenario, if he thinks I am a nut job then I
go home. The best scenario is my dream comes true. Maybe I should
get the note back from Jett, maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
One story was good enough for the day. 

A smart, normal person would
have never told him about it and avoided the conversation. I should
have ripped the note out of his hand and said never mind and then
eaten the evidence. I smiled inside thinking that; but then I
thought the more freakish my whole story started to sound. I should
have kept my big mouth shut. I was obviously very nervous and
unsure of myself – I found myself headed back to the basement in a
hurry.

I darted toward Jett he was
reading the last page, I went to grab it from him but he moved
quickly and I missed. I tried it again and said "I changed my mind,
can I have that back."