Homed

I took as much time as I could at the store, trying my hardest not the think about what Megan said. Sure, I was still a little messed up from my last relationship but it's not I'm letting it control my life...Okay, I am, I did take those college courses to prove to Bryan that I could go on without him I do shut everyone out. If I don't know them, they can't hurt me. Right?
I sighed as I made my way to check out and began loading my things onto the counter, making sure not to give anyone eye contact.
"This is a lot of food for such a small girl like yourself," The cashier said with a big smile on his face.
I gave him a blank stare, "I have five large, tattooed men in my house, I kind of need it."
He frowned and finished ringing up my groceries. I paid and left the store and began loading everything into my jeep.
"Hey Devon." A voice came from behind me.
I jumped and gasped. What is it with everyone sneaking up on me? I turned slightly and saw the person I was dreading. Bryan, "Oh, hi Bryan." I snapped sarcastically and continued to shove things into my Jeep.
"Hey that's not a very nice way to say hi to an old friend." He pouted, falsely in his Australian accent.
I ran a hand through my hair, "Bryan, I seriously don't want to talk to you right now. You're not even supposed to be near me." I hissed, seeing in my peripheral vision a cop by the store's doors. There's no way Bryan would risk doing something in front of a cop.
"I just wanted to see you up close for a second, that's it, Dove." I winced at the use of his nickname for me.
"Go away, Bryan." I said, my voice, wobbling.
I saw him clench his fist angrily but he relaxed, "Don't talk to me like that dearheart, just warning you."
I swallowed thickly before turning back my jeep. Please go away, I begged him mentally, I can't deal with this right now.
He came close to me, placing his hands on my hips, "I've missed you, Dev."
I nearly puked at the shortening of my name in his grizzly voice.
He chuckled, feeling me tense up, "I-"
My phone rang in my pocket, I pulled away from him and yanked out my phone, "Hello?" I answered, my voice quiet.
"Devon! Where are you? You never take this long at the store!" Megan exclaimed through the receiver.
I couldn't speak, my voice was caught in my throat. "Devon?" MEgan asked, concern in her voice.
"I- I'm on my way," I said, my voice almost giving away.
"Okay...be careful."
I hung up slowly and turned around. Bryan was gone, it was as if he were never there. But he was there, I can still feel his finger burning on my hips. I took a couple of deep breathes before finishing packing my jeep and putting the cart away. I quickly got into my jeep and almost broke the law trying to get home.

Megan's P.O.V.
"I don't know, she sounded, like, sick or something." I said, talking to Johnny as we sat on the couch watching T.V.
"Maybe she was sick, maybe she doesn't feel good." He suggested, rubbing my shoulder lightly.
Johnny and I have gotten close since, well, yesterday. We spent the whole night talking last night and watching Devon sleep on Jimmy's lap, she never looked so comfortable.
"I don't know, JOhnny. She kind of sounded scared. I've never heard or seen Devon scared but this really sounded like it." I bit on my nail and looked up at him, "She's like my sister, I hurt when she hurts. I'm so worried."
"We can talk to her when she gets home if you would like to do that." He said, smiling lightly at me.
I leaned into his shoulder and nodded my head, "Yeah, I'd like that a lot."

Devon's P.O.V.
I pulled into the driveway and sat there after I turned the Jeep off. Bryan's presence still lingered on me. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted to cuddle up to Megan and tell her how I felt, but I couldn't, no, I wouldn't. I'm not going to pile all my problems onto her shoulders. She has enough to stress about. I laid my head on the steering wheel and closed my eyes.
What am I going to do? Should I tell Megan or should I keep it from her?
I was at an impasse, I didn't know what to do.

Notes

Eh...lol :)