Chapter 12: The PTSD

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~Oliver's POV~

With my food eaten Logan and I continue to watch the movie he put on. While the movie is nearing the end I feel a light pressure on my shoulder. I looked at my shoulder to find Logan's arm was wrapped around me. I look at him with a smile and he smiles back at me, "do you feel any better?" I nod to him, "thank you so much for everything you have done for me." He looks at me for a moment then says, "I already told you, you don't have to thank me at all." I then lean my head against his shoulder with a brighter smile than before.

The movie begins to end and I lean off of Logan's shoulder. "I'm gonna clean up the mess then get ready for bed." He nods then gets up, "alright let's get to it." I look at him a bit surprised, "you don't have to. I can handle it, you've already done so much for me." He shakes his head, "I know but I'm still gonna help, besides it is my house." I nod then begin throwing away our trash and tidying up. 

I wipe down the table and as I do so I feel someone touch my side. I immediately flinch and start cowarding, as I fall to the ground and curl into a ball. Flashbacks of what Connor did to me flow through me and I begin to cry. Through the tears I hear Logan's voice. " Oliver, calm down, it's me. Your alright I didn't mean to do anything." I eventually look up with tears to see Logan crouched down trying to comfort me. My shaking is so bad that I can't stop and Logan looks at me with a look of concern and empathy. Eventually I look down into the carpet then slowly get up. 

I don't look at Logan as I stand then make my way to my room. I open the door then face plant into my bed. I begin to sob as I can't believe what he has done for me. I curl up on top of the cover and continue to sob until finally exhaustion of the day hits me and I finally fall under the spell of sleep.

~Logan's POV~

I watch as Oliver runs up the stairs and into his room. I knew Connor hurt him but I had no idea he hurt him in that context. I understood I needed to be gentle but I didn't realize. I take a seat on the couch with a huff as I take my face into my paws. I don't know what to do but I do know that I may have ruined my chance with Oliver. I look up at the ceiling and think about Nathaniel, he was always the support that I needed and craved when Oliver was no longer in my life. I take a deep breath then realize there is nothing else I could do so I finish cleaning up and decide to turn in for the night.

I walk up to the security system where I quickly put in the code to arm the system, before I make my way up the stairs. As I walk past Oliver's room I feel the urge to check up on him. I lightly tap on the door and it creaks open slightly. I look in and see him curled up facing the opposite way. So I lightly whispered, "Oliver I just wanted to check on you and say that I'm sorry." He doesn't say anything so I walk into the room, and see that he is asleep while still laying on top of the covers. I smile and slightly adjust him so I can pull the covers over him so he wouldn't be cold.

I smile once he is all covered up and I lightly kiss him on the cheek. I know one thing for sure, if anything else I need to be there for him and show him that he does have someone to be there for him. I walked through the door of the room with a clear mind and happy thoughts of the future with Oliver regardless of our titles of one another. I cut the light off and begin to close the door when I hear a low toned voice come from the bed. "Logan is that you?" I reply with a low tone, "yeah it's me I just wanted to check on you." He takes a deep breath then says, "can you come lay with me for a moment?" I'm startled that he asked me that at first but do as he asks.

I lay beside him and he immediately rolls over and places a hand on my chest. "I'm sorry Logan and I really hope you don't look at me differently now." I smile at him as I say, "it's ok Oliver, I'm sorry for not thinking about that when I touched them." He smiles and I pick up my hand, "may I hug you?" He nods and I wrap my arm around him as we lay and pull him closer to me." He smiles even brighter as he now lays his head on my chest with a deep content sigh. I take a deep breath as I hold him tighter and my eyes begin to close as the tiredness begins to hit me hard. I kiss the top of his head then say a gentle, "goodnight Oliver." 

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