Please. Ahuv sheli, say something. Anything.
Logan. Please.
I’m sorry. If I did something, tell me. Just don’t do this. Not like this.
Logan Vaughn, I swear to God. Talk to me!
What are you doing? Where are you going?
Lo. Please.
You can’t just leave. You can’t do this to me.
7:12 AM
This is us. You and me. Remember? It’s me, Logan.
I’m begging you.
Please, answer the phone!
Please don’t run. Please, not from me. Please pick up the phone!
I love you. Okay? There. I said it again. I LOVE YOU. So now what? You’re gonna disappear on me?!
Logan,please. Come back. Please pick up the phone!
I’m not okay. I can’t breathe.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to lose you.
7:25 AM
Please answer. Please just… let me hear your voice. One word. Are you okay?
No.
Logan was the furthest from okay.
No.
Logan would not answer the phone.
The stream of messages kept strumming to his phone, and Logan lovingly let his fingers brush across the screen as if he could touch them, keep them inside of him where they would forever pump life into his veins.
In the midst of all this suffocating pain, a faint, worn-out smile stretched over Logan’s face, as he could feel Adrian’s worry and care embracing him; the genuine warmth of the man reached inside of him and softened the chill of the isolation, of the unspeakable thing he was about to do. Logan ached inside and let the tears stream freely down his cheeks. The quiet, steady loyalty was as unyielding as ever, and Logan knew that he wouldn’t be let go so easily. And so, with his heart quietly bleeding and his breath trembling like a lone leaf in a chilled winter morning, he typed a message, pressing “send” the very moment his fingers released the last letter.
7:30 AM
I’m fine. At the airport, going back home. Goodbye.
The bitter words read. Every word was a lie, crafted to push Adrian further away, to sever the fraying connection, and to guide Logan back to where he believed he belonged. This was the moment Logan betrayed him, not to wound Adrian but to protect him.
Memories of the night before surrounded him, whispering around the brittle armor of his lonely heart.
His phone vibrated relentlessly, Adrian’s name and the chosen picture flickering on the screen, hunting him with the most beautiful smile and soulful eyes he’d ever seen.
Again, and again.
