MFT 2/ Final Class

Mr. Stark's insight

Two hours later

Kendall's POV:

Logan was already feeling a lot better. Mom had taken good care of his injuries and most importantly Logan had forgiven me. I didn't know myself what was wrong with me when I had beaten Logan up. It is terrible in some situations not to be master of one's senses. In the meantime I was lying on my bed with Logan and we were watching a TV show. Suddenly there was a knock on my door and I asked whoever it was to come in. Mum looked into the room for a moment and then entered. "How are you Logan?" she asked worriedly as she closed the door again behind her. "I'm okay. I continue to have pain but it's bearable," Logan replied, putting an arm around me. "I wanted to talk to both of you about something else. So Kendall why did you hit Logan?" she asked worriedly looking at me tensely. "Mom the matter has already been taken care of. It's all good again," I replied and then looked at the floor. "I still want to know how it happened". "Mum it's all good. We don't need..." "It was my fault," Logan interrupted me and Mum looked at him confused. "What do you mean Logan?" she asked calmly. "It's my fault that Kendall hit me," he mentioned. "Can you tell me what happened?" asked Mum again and now Logan told what happened. "It started when a teacher at school blackmailed me. She had a picture of me and another man I had kissed. We both knew that Mr. Stark hated homosexual people and in this she saw the chance to finally get from me what she had wanted for so long. She wanted sex from me and I know you will hate me for it but I agreed to this condition. I was afraid for my job. Kendall I love more than anything but I was hoping to keep my job with this. I slept with her twice and then she ratted me out to the principal. I told Kendall the story today and because of that he freaked out," Logan explained the story and mom looked at us worried.

"Ok, so that means you cheated on Kendall with a co-worker of yours?" she asked with some anger in her voice. "Yeah but I didn't want the sex. I felt pretty damn bad afterwards," Logan replied, swallowing for a moment. "I can understand your anger my boy but that's no reason to hit Logan so hard," she mentioned and I nodded. "I know, but I wanted to settle the whole thing with words. At first I just yelled at Logan, but my hand quickly slipped and that's when everything got out of hand," I told her and felt tears running down my cheeks again. Logan briefly stroked my cheek and then kissed me briefly. "Did you guys make up despite that incident?" mom asked with interest. "Yes. Logan forgave me after I honestly apologized to him," I replied and Mum smiled in response. "That's good to hear. If you need anything, I'll be downstairs in the living room," Mum mentioned before she left my room and I was alone with Logan again. "Are you really feeling better?", I asked skeptically, looking at Logan. "Yes. I still feel the pain but it will go away. Nothing is swollen on me underneath anymore and my bruises will fade with time too," he replied, smiling mildly. "Why didn't you fight back, anyway? I mean you are stronger than me?", I asked him with interest.

"I didn't want to hurt you. Above all, after a certain time, I no longer saw you hitting me, but my father. With him, it never did any good to fight back. The opposite rather happened. If I resisted, he pressed me against the wall and gave me some blows again," he told and I saw that he swallowed strained for a moment and tears formed in his eyes. "I'm so sorry for everything Logan," I said and hugged him in response. He enjoyed the hug and I was very glad that Logan had forgiven me. A short time later, his cell phone rang and an unknown number popped up on the display. "Hold on a second," Logan said as I was about to kiss him. "Mitchell," he took the call and waited to hear what the person he was talking to had to say.

Phone call

?: Good evening Mr. Mitchell. This is Mr. Stark speaking.

L: Mr. Stark?

Hearing that name, I indicated to Logan that he should put the phone call on speaker, but he refused with a wave of his hand.

S: Exactly. How are you doing?

L: Quite well so far but why do you ask?

S: Listen. I have made a big mistake. Unjustly, I terminated you, but we desperately need you back on our team. The other teachers are overwhelmed with having to substitute teach your math class and Mr. Hall can't do it alone.

L: You are saying that it was a mistake to terminate me and you would like me back as a teacher? Did I understand that correctly?

S: Yes. I really need you back.

L: But you are aware that I am still gay and will not and do not want to change my sexuality for the job?

S: I am aware of that Mr. Mitchell. I am asking you to come back to the school and start teaching again. You can return to duty on Monday without any problems. But before that happens, I would like to talk to you privately.

L: I see. That means the dismissal is lifted and I can come back to school on Monday. But first you would like to talk to me in the morning?

S: Right. So what do you say?

L: I like the idea of being able to go back to work, but I don't understand your sudden change of heart.

S: I'll explain it all to you on Monday. Can I count on you now?

L: Yes. I hope you're serious and not bullshitting me here.

S: Mr. Mitchell, I'm dead serious. I'm glad to have you back on our team. Have a good evening and a great weekend. Goodbye.

L: Goodbye.

With that, Logan hung up and I looked at him impatiently. "What did he say?", I asked eagerly as Logan put his phone aside. "I'm hired back at the school starting Monday," he replied, smiling happily. "Oh yeah. Logan's back," I rejoiced and hugged him in response. I then looked back and forth between his lips and eyes and kissed him gently. Logan put his arms in my neck, deepening the kiss. "Do you think you're capable of us making love today?", I whispered tensely as I looked at him. In response, he merely shook his head and I was disappointed in his decision, but I could also understand and wasn't mad at him. "I would rather wait another night to see how everything turns out. My pain is better, but still I don't want to risk anything. Tomorrow, if you want and I'm able," Logan offered and I nodded. "Of course. If I hadn't freaked out, we could have another nice night together tonight," I said, looking at him. "We can do that without sex Kendall," Logan whispered and then kissed me again.