March 2020
*Zac*
“Here... for the taxi”. I hand the girl 100 dollars, feeling like an i***t, especially knowing Logan is watching me from the shadows and that he won’t let it go without questions.
She grabs the money, giving me an angry look. “You are such a jerk Zac… f**k you”.
“Sorry... hmm…”. f**k what was her name.
“Penny… my name is Penny ... you ... you… arg”. She gets in the taxi and slams the door.
I hear footsteps behind me. “Don’t Logan... I am too tired”.
“Zac it's not my job to judge you…but why ?” He just looks at me, not in a judgemental way, but with concern. Logan is my friend from Canada who is currently staying at my place. “It’s about her right… Amo..”.
“Don’t… say her name”. I hold up my hand. “And why would it be about her. I have moved on… clearly”.
