26 || Avoiding him

“You’re avoiding him,” Amelia says.

For the past hour my best friend has been here, she has not failed to remind me about the man next door. He’s trying and I’m…well, I’m not. 

I fall flat on my back to the bed, arms and feet spread wide open. Amelia grunts but stays out of my way. Squinting at the ceiling, seconds roll by without me talking. Eventually, she will have to drop this topic because I have nothing to say to her or Calum. A pillow comes down on my face, once, twice and a third time before I jump. 

“Jesus!” I scramble out of her reach before the fourth attack. “What’s your problem, Amelia?” 

Glaring daggers right back at me, she murmurs, “You are my problem. You’re avoiding him.” 

My knees sink into the bed. Slowly shaking my head, I grab a pillow to defend myself from her.

“I’m not avoiding him,” I reply