Micah (bxb)

Shattered moments

(Micah)

I could feel the world spinning as Logan’s words sank in. He had feelings for me.

That was what he said, right?

My mind was racing, trying to make sense of it all, but it was like someone had hit the pause button, and I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe.

I swallowed, my throat dry, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of my chest.

What was I supposed to do? What would Landon say if he found out? This was all a fucking mess.

I didn’t know where I was going, but I needed to get away. I needed space.

Anything but being in that moment where everything felt too real, too overwhelming. My footsteps echoed in the hallway as I hurried past Jacob, who was standing near the kitchen, holding a cup of coffee.

“Micah, wait!” Jacob called after me, his voice filled with concern.

“Can we talk?” I snapped when he said that.

“Fuck off, Jacob; I don’t want to talk right now!” I shot back, my voice harsher than I intended.

I rushed to my room, slamming the door behind me so hard the walls seemed to shake.

My chest heaved as I leaned against the door, sliding down until I was sitting on the floor.

The silence was deafening, the only sound being the shallow breaths I was desperately trying to control.

Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. I didn’t even know why I was crying.

Was it fear? Confusion? Guilt? Maybe all of it. Everything was crashing down on me at once, and I couldn’t handle it.

Logan has feelings for me.

The thought replayed in my head, over and over, until it became this unbearable weight pressing down on my chest.

How was I supposed to deal with that? Logan, Arlo's brother who is mated to Chandra!

How could he even do that to her?

Tears started spilling down my cheeks, hot and heavy, and I couldn’t stop them. My chest tightened as the sobs finally broke free, and I buried my face in my hands, feeling like I was falling apart.

Why did he have to say that? Why now? Everything was already complicated enough, and now Logan had thrown his feelings into the mix, and I didn’t know how to deal with it.

I wiped at my face, trying to catch my breath, but the more I tried to calm down, the more overwhelmed I felt. My head was spinning with a thousand thoughts, none of them making any sense.

Logan, he had feelings for me.

I hugged my knees tighter, squeezing my eyes shut as more tears came.

I didn’t want to deal with this. I didn’t want to deal with any of it.

All I wanted was for things to go back to how they were before Logan said anything.

When everything was simpler. When I only thought of him as a friend.

But there was no going back now, was there?

A knock sounded on the door, but I couldn’t bring myself to answer. Whoever it was, I couldn’t face them. Not like this. Not when I was a complete mess.

“Micah? It’s Jacob,” came the soft voice from the other side of the door.

“I’m not mad about Landon proposing to you anymore, okay? I just want to make sure you’re alright.” I pressed my head against the door, ignoring the lump in my throat.

“Whenever you’re ready to talk, I’m here,” he added before his footsteps faded down the hall.

I let out a shaky breath, wiping my eyes with the back of my sleeve. I didn’t know when I’d be ready to talk, or even if I’d be ready. Everything felt too raw, too intense right now.

But deep down, I knew I couldn’t avoid this forever. Logan’s feelings, my confusion, the way I lashed out at Jacob—none of it was going away.

For now, though, I just needed time. Time to breathe, to think, to figure out what the hell I was going to do.