Chapter 23 .,.,.,.,.,.,.,., Jackie’s POV .,.,.,., Eventually, he lets go. I open my eyes, but avoid his- or just /him/ in general. I glance around the dark corridor, my eyes trailing over windows, the floor, the wall… Logan stays quiet. I mentally kick myself for this. I didn’t want this. (Why did I not listen to my sisters? Great. The one thing that I thought would work, doesn’t…) A few more moments pass. (Logan’s been really quiet… Oh no…) My mind goes to the million things that only start to explain my small panic. I feel Logan grab my hand slowly. I feel my cheeks heat up and I just stare at him. he’s looking down at me, so I can only see his dark blond curls. Then, my eyes travel down to our joined hands, and I stare at that for a while. I can see his light brown eyes look up through his hair, and I quickly look away at a wall. I can feel my cheeks turn pink. (Why is his hand warm? Maybe mine’s just cold…) I just feel Logan take his other hand and guide me onto his shoulder. “I’m sorry…” He whispers. “...What?” “I’m sorry,” he says, louder. I close my eyes. “Why? I-It’s my fault… Right?” Logan shifts slightly. “No it’s not. It’s never your fault, Jackie.” I hear his voice crack slightly. I say nothing. Logan continues. “It’s mine, and Teddy’s. We made you choose. You shouldn’t have to do that.” Nothing. Then, a slow dawning of realization. “I… What..?” (Nobody ever admits they’re wrong. What..?) Logan leans his head onto mine, seeming like he… Could feel my thoughts, or something. We just stay like that for a few minutes, and I lose track of time. I only snap out of my fog when he takes his head off mine and says, “Do you want to go back, or go to the dorms?” I look up at him and just shrug. “Umm, I don’t know…” Logan shifts slightly. “Okay. You want to stay here for a bit longer?” I nod slightly. He just moves his hand to my head and leans it onto his shoulder, and we sit there longer, not saying anything, just… Existing.
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