Fuck You Gallagher

It's Ian

That night me and logan were talking, all sorts of shit, he told me about his shit in Africa and why he's blind, even told me about his assault.

He made me feel so comfortable I told him about yevgeny and my.. Colorful history, but not one of us brought up Ian which I was grateful for.

I was sitting on his lap straddling his waist using his legs that were bent for back support.

He held onto both of my hands giving them the occasional kiss every so often. We had sex like 14 times before this mind you

Not a call or text from Ian.

"so you're going to be blind by the end of the year?" I pat his side

"most likely, but I can see during the day for now."

"does that not scare you?"

"nah."

Logans hands were on my waist, I was in his too big clothes but they were so warm.

"so what are you going to do now?" he places a hand on my torso

"about what." I pretend not to know.

"are you staying here for a while? Or what."

"am I not welcome here or som-"

"no, no of course you are, I just want to know if you need help."

"in what way?"

"in figuring out what you want to do. Are you going to stay with me or go back to Ian." he looks up at me, I want to be with Ian so bad but I know that's not going to be an option, plus Logans growing on me. Sure my ass hole feels like chernobyl from the fire pole shoved up there but you get used to it.

" I don't think I have any other option, a part of me wants Ian but my brain tells me what is the truth."

"so what is the truth?" he holds my hand tightly

"that you're good for me, ians not." I lay my head on his chest but keeping my hands to myself.

"that's ok, take your time and we will cross the bridge when we come to it."
He gives the top of my head a kiss.

I feel my head throb after all thats happened the last week, but logans hand rubbing it soothes it.

Even though he's blind as a baseball bat it's like he can sense things, and immediately tends to them.

I lean in deeper to his chest, enjoying the feeling of it rising and falling, he gives my back little pats, so soothing but I feel like a pussy bitch, but only for tonight.

I really am conflicted because even when things were good with me and Ian he never treated me like this, unless I wouldn't let him.

Maybe I was the problem, I was too rough and I pushed him away, but then again here I am with this might as well be stranger laying on top of him.

When I relax into logan my phone pings, it's Ian, I sit up to look at it startling logan a bit.

Fuck.