Pumped-Up Kicks 2

3.9

Runaway- Ed Sheeran

Drunk- Ed Sheeran

Amsterdam- Imagine Dragons

Leaving Tonight- The Neighbourhood

The City- The 1975

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Telly (here we go)

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After I had left Riley, sadly, I drove like hell to the hospital because A: I knew it was serious because Jase actually called me and B: Jess is my friend again. Anyway I rushed in the hospital and tried to speak with a doctor but they all told me that she was off limits at the dear moment and that I needed to be in the waiting room. So I followed my orders because I knew in the back of my mind that Jessa was a fighter and would pull through no matter how close to death she was. Anyway I followed the little signs with black arrows to the waiting room which was sealed off with soundproof (apparently) glass doors. I looked inside and saw Logan curled into a ball on a chair which was going to be terrible for both this back and his posture. Jase started snapping and Remie looked down to her shoes (which were actually really cute) trying her hardest to not get in the way of things. Jase was scary and capable of anything when he was angry. I opened the doors quickly and was shocked at everything that Jase was saying.

 "It's always you Logan! You always were the one to cause pain on everyone! Logan Lerman is just a worthless,no good, piece of shit that ruins everything! Remie doesn't have a brother anymore because of you. Telly isn't healthy anymore because of you. My goddamn sister nearly died because of you. You can never get your shit together and I have had it! I don't care where you go but it better be a hell of a long ways away. I honestly don't know how far away you have to go until I will ever have the satisfaction of you not fucking up all of our lives. You could crawl to the very ends of the earth and that still wouldn't be enough for me. Go to bloody hell you sick, cruel, bastard!"

Logan clapped his large hands over his ears and started to cry so I knew he was definitely drunk. A: His eyes were the most blue I have every seen them and they were very glassy. Also Logan never cries. "Stop yelling at me!" He pleaded but I knew that Jase could keep going and Remie was definitely not going to stop him for fear of being murdered.

"Jason that's enough." I put my hand on his bony shoulder and made him turn towards me, hoping he would stop.

"No he needs to hear this."

"Logan is drunk you fucking dumbass. He isn't stable right now." I should've chosen my words wiser because I could've sworn Jase was going to knock my head clean off my shoulders any second now. But I was spared.

"Telly!" Logan flung himself from his seat, and wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me as he landed awkwardly on his knees. He sobbed into the top of my tummy (which kind of tickled). I took a step back being that I'm tiny and he pounced onto me quickly. "They want to send me away." He looked up at me, which was the most heartbreaking sight for me. He shook his head quickly. "You don't want me to go away too, right?"

"No Logan. You aren't going away. No one is leaving."

"But Telly he's-" Remie started.

"I said that no one is leaving Seattle." I ran my fingers through his soft dark hair and placed my other hand on the back of his shoulders patting them softly. "Lets talk about this somewhere else."

"But Jess."

"She's going to be fine. Jessa Wills is a fighter and won't give up so easily.  She is a survivor. And I know for a fact that she will be fine. Doctors need to work on her anyway if there is anything too severe. They don't want us here to worry so lets get out of here. Hospitals are cold and depressing. Jessa is going to be A-Okay." I was sure of it. Nothing would happen to Jessa. Maybe she would have a cast or come out with a few scratches and bruises but she was going to be just fine. And no one dared to cross me right now, especially not when Logan was this out of it. So, we all stayed quiet and walked casually through the hallways and out the doors and then branched off in the parking lot. Remie pulled a helmet over her head before waving to me. I closed the door to my car before taking a deep breath and turning the key into the ignition.

"Telly if I go away to New York will you come with me."

"You aren't going away Logan. I would be damned before Remie and Jase sent you away. Why do they want you to go away anyway?"

"They said that its something about Jess recovering safely. They think that I'm dangerous to be around right now. You don't think I'm dangerous right? You aren't scared of me right?"

"No and no. Logan you aren't dangerous and I forbid them to send you away." I kept my eyes locked with the dark slick road driving carefully, following Jase and Remie. I shook my head because it was quite foolish for him to own a motorcycle in the rainy state of Washington. It rained all the time so when would he ever get any real riding time.

He nodded and looked out to the window that was peppered in raindrops that were dancing with each other. "What about if I ran away?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well I just thought of something within the last 10 seconds here. What if what Remie and Jase said is true? What if I am just a walking grenade?"

"Don't tell me you are starting to believe that bullshit?" I looked over to him then back to the road.

"Well, everything that Jase said was true." He sighed defeated and slumped down in shame. "I just- maybe going to Manhattan would be best for me. For all of us."

"Do you even hear yourself?"

"Well lets think about it for a second. If I'm in Manhattan I can start over and no one will know of all of my sins and my history and everything that I've done to you. Jessa can heal and recover safely like they said she needed to even though shes more reckless than any of us. Remie hates my slimy guts and I don't need to make her anymore upset. Jase and I never really got along with each other. Why would I need to stay here in a place full of people who couldn't care any less than what they already do about me? And don't say that you actually care about me because that's bullshit. You don't even care about yourself."

"Ouch."

"I'm just being honest Telly. Can you please explain what is going on between us because right about now I have beaten past the point of confused. Are we friends? Are we something? Are we nothing?"

I opened my mouth to answer but, there was absolutely nothing that I could've said at that point in time. So I shrugged trying my absolute hardest not to look over at him because he started crying again. "I'm not sure Logan."

"Of course you aren't." he scoffed.

And there was absolutely nothing that I could've said to prove him wrong. I had no comment or opposing argument to state. Because no matter how much I didn't want him to be, he was right. Logan Lerman was always right.

(hey freaks whats up kids. omg my new covers look great. i honestly have no idea how i feel abt this chapter but hopefully the next one is better. ok bye loves. xxx.)