Always Chasing Stars

-13-

  Jwne djx HI!

  How are you guys? I'm not too bad for once. I've just learned to stfu and do what my parents say or else they turn into little bitches that throw fits because I disagree with something.

  *Coughs*

  Apparently I'm liberal because I support BLM and think we should have free healthcare and free College education. But nnNoooOooo! All they care about is NOT letting that happen because illegal immigrants can use that shit. But I'm like,

I 👏 DON'T 👏 CARE 👏HELP AMERICA BC LOOK AT All the other countries making fun of us bc we are the only country without free healthcare or college education.

  REEEEE!

  Anyways, read my horrible writing.

  This chapter takes place a week or two after Virgil's birthday. Let's just say Jan 20th, 2021.

  TW: #sadboipatton, cussing!

  Patton POV

  I lifted my head when I was startled awake by a noise downstairs. I tried to listen but the heater I put in here was loud, so I only heard bits and pieces of noise here and there. But, I could tell it was bad; I felt a knot forming in my stomach.

  I slowly crawled beneath the covers and hid my head. Hoping this was just a nightmare or something. But, that's when I heard the bedroom door open quickly and the covers were instantly stripped from the bed, exposing me to whoever it was. But when I looked up, I felt a spark of happiness.

  Standing in front of me was Logan, though, a little upset looking. I stood up to him with a smile and opened my arms to embrace him. He took a deep breath and hugged me.

  "Patton. I came home to check on you and see how everyone was. I've made my time at the library far too long. Too much time away from you." He seemed to be crying at this point. "When I walked through the door and saw how much you had been cooking, I suddenly felt how awful I've been and how I should just stay forever before I go back there. Is that alright?"

  I felt a bubble of happiness growing in my chest. That's all I've been waiting to hear from him; the fact that he misses me means that he isn't neglecting me because I'm awful. But, because I need to understand that he enjoys work and knowledge. I should have been more understanding.

  I kissed his neck and chuckled.

  "Yes, that's dandy," I gave him another kiss. "I would really like it for you to stay."

  I held tighter to him and, at some point, began to cry. The feeling of his arms around me, the smell of paper and cookies. Oh, I missed him so much.

  The tears were just pouring out of my eyes now. I couldn't tell how much of anything was happening. But eventually, I stopped crying to see that we were laying down. I looked at his shoulder to see that I had soaked his shirt with tears. I sighed.

  "Logan. I'm sorry. I messed up your shirt." I sat up so he could remove his shirt. "Let's get you out of this shirt and into some pajamas."

  But he didn't respond. I moved closer to him to see that his entire body was frozen. He looked as if he was frozen in sadness. His face stayed in the same contorted-sad expression. I shook him to see if he was messing around. But, the minute my finger touched his shoulder. His body seemed to collapse. And in its place was a large shape of water that dropped on the floor and the bed.

  I stood there, shocked. He just.......just kinda.........water-a-fied. But then it sunk in. He wasn't really here to begin with. That triggered a new episode of tears. A fountain of them, if you were being serious. Whenever I stopped crying, I looked around to realize the room was filling with water. Suddenly, I felt my shoes get all wet and cold, I had somehow gone from the bed to a standing position without my acknowledgement. I felt my hands getting colder and a headache began to form. Almost immediately, my stomach lurched in a great tremor of pain.