SPASE

SPASE: CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Even in Spase, Logan can't seem to stop throwing up. The acid rushes through her stomach, up her throat, and hits the back of her teeth on the way out into the toilet bowl. She wonders why she can't just get the fuck out of her body.

"Why do I have to look like this?" she thinks.

Logan hears the toilet flush in the stall next to her. She freezes with her head still in the toilet, thinking that if she doesn't move, she might disappear into the tile on the floor. There are fourteen salmon-colored stalls with white porcelain seats, fitting for any ass to sit on.

Logan thinks she's finally alone.

Really, Maddie and Reynolds are already there waiting for Parker.

Maddie opens the door to the stall and walks out to the sink to wash their hands. "Are you sure she's coming here? I mean, do souls even use the bathroom?"

Sunflower, be patient. I know she'll be here.

Logan feels a weight lifted off of her shoulders as she hears the sound of the sink shut off. "They're gone," she thinks to herself. Slowly, Logan comes to her feet in the stall, wiping her mouth on the edge of her rainbow, cashmere sweater. But just as she places her hand on the lock of the stall to leave, she hears voices and freezes in her tracks. A deer in headlights.

"What the fuck are you doing here!" Parker shouts.

"What do you mean, 'what am I doing here?'" Maddie responds. "Reynolds and I had to transport to you because you ran. Why did you run? We're only trying to..."

"Really because that's not what Nick says about you," Parker yells.

Maddie glances at Reynolds. Parker and Maddie are in a stand-off, holding their ground on opposite ends of the bathroom.

Nick's tryin' to make it hard for you, love, Reynolds relays. He's tryin' to put a damper in your journey. He's tryin' to keep you from leaving.

"That doesn't make any sense," Maddie whispers to Reynolds. "Why would he do that? You think he would be helping me, so we can both go home."

It's your journey, darlin'. Not his.

Parker stares at them both, thinking they are both crazy. Her eyes become wide and crosses her arms in front of her chest.

The bathroom becomes quiet, almost still as both parties stand there waiting for the other to make the first move.

Logan looks down and notices that her hand is still on the lock on the stall door. Letting go, the lock clicks back into place.

"Shit," pops out of her mouth. Immediately, she face-palms and tries not to breathe. "Maybe they didn't hear me," Logan thinks.

Logan closes her eyes in the hope that if she can't see anyone, they can't see her. The tapping of toenails and something cold pressing against her perfectly pedicured toes makes her open one of her eyes.

Already feeling in his gut someone else was in the room with them, Reynolds greets Logan by continuing to lick her toes and quickly moving to her left hand. Logan laughs and then tries to shut her mouth, so she won't be heard.

"Reynolds?" Maddie calls out, then they open the stall door. They're surprised to see another soul there. Maddie sees the vomit on Logan's sweater that seems to cascade over her smaller than small figure. Maddie tries not to stare at her collarbones that protrude from her sweater. Maddie reaches out their hand to help Logan to her feet. They might have just found another soul that needs help as well.