58 : "Cabin"

58 : "Cabin"

Cabin

58

G A G E

Am I?

"Dude." Peter snapped at me.

I groan as we head out of the van. I've been trying to avoid and ignore Peter teasing me about falling in love with Tate. I'm not in love with her and that was just a stupid dream. I shouldn't have told him about that dream if I knew he'd just kept on teasing me about it.

"Gage come on. Tell the truth. Don't deny it to yourself. You're in love with Tate." He whispers to me while he nudges his elbow to my side.

"Peter. " I snapped.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I am not in love with her? You won't even listen to me." I tell him.

"You dreamt about confessing to her. That could mean something Gage. Come on, don't be too blind about it just because Anast--" He stops.

I sigh.

I watch as Peter sigh too while he looks away from me and clears his throat. "I think you love her man." He tells me.

I didn't answer.

"If not love, then you're probably attracted to her. Maybe you're already attached to her. Tate's beautifu