Logan

Twenty-four

For the rest of the day, Cristina didn't even call or text him. "What is wrong with her, just this morning she was thanking me for staying and now she's totally disappeared."
So, he decided to go out with his friends that afternoon and night.
The following morning, he woke up because feeling someone shaking his shoulder. He opened his eyes and saw Cristina. "Finally she shows up"
He was kind of happy that she decided to come at his house, but all he could do was turning and saying: «What do you want?» sounding angry.
She was about to reply something but then he heard her standing up. «Nothing, see you Tuesday at the airport, Logan» she said and then closed his door behind her.
He still heard tho her voice probably talking to Jake and he pissed off, getting up and going in the other room. As he did, he saw Cristina almost about to leave and she was trying to hide the tears to Jake that was right in front of her and held a hand on her shoulder to soothe her.
He went red in the face because of the shame he felt. His brother must've thought he was such a terrible person, who knows what she told him.
As he saw him, he took a step back and said goodbye to Cristina. «I'm going to my room.» he added. Then when he walked near Logan he whispered: «Talk to her»
«I'm leaving» said Cristina after a while. He could definitely tell she was about to cry by her voice.
«Cristina,» he said running to get her. «Cristina»
He wrapped her in his arms and she started crying. He took her inside and closed the door. «Why will you never tell me anything?» he asked after a couple times she stopped crying to say something but then started crying back again.
«Because...» she sobbed. «I don't know, I just can't...»
She was shaking hard so she stopped talking to try and breathe. He tried to help her as he could and when she calmed down a little, he softly asked: «You can't what?»
«I can't... Keep lying like this to... My friends it just... Makes me feel so bad» she started sobbing.
He cupped her face in his hands and rested his forehead on hers. «Breathe slowly» he said in a low voice. «And speak slowly, because no one is interrupting you from talking, ok?»
«They will hate me so bad,» she said when she finally calmed down. «I lied so much and they probably already feel that I'm lying to them»
«How can I help you feeling better?» he asked.
She breathed and watched him in his eyes. «I need to tell them.»