{ON HOLD} Infinite: A Logan Lerman Fanfic

Chapter 7

Logan's POV

6:33 PM

Our walk home was silent. We just...walked, as we were both incredibly shocked. I heard Charlotte sniff a little, but I couldn't blame her. Everything was just too much for me, too.

"Dear Diary,

I couldn't believe I've done that. I've always taken pride in my ability of studying and understanding people, especially abnormal ones, you know, ones that are in extraordinary conditions.

Now I'm not so proud of it anymore.

Because I've done something really wrong. Something that they called "judging a book by its cover". I judged Pete by his tough looks and behaviours.

That was my shortest entry ever. So I just lied in my bed and let it play back in my mind.

*Flashbacks*

- Because normal people despise and look down to ugly and poor individuals. It's just natural. The rich and beautiful ones get everything. - said Pete with a devilish smile. The second time in two days I wished I had taken PE class. That, I could hit him, making him feel at least half of the pain and poison in his words. How could he insult Charlotte and a large group of people like that? Didn't he know that outside Beverly Hills, there were still millions of people struggling with really tough lives? How could he say that about them? Looks aren't the case! And what did he know about money? He only lived on his parents' enormous fortune! He hadn't earned a dime!

- Are you sure? - I heard Angie asking patiently.

- Can't be more sure... - His voice trailed off slightly. But I was too mad to care. I could jumped onto the table and beat him any minute now. I'd always been quite a nice guy when it came to controlling my temper. The thought of hurting someone, mentally or physically, rarely came to me. But Pete had gone way too far. Charlotte was incredibly hurt that she let go of my hand, and I had never felt so useless. this was the right time for me to protect her.

I found myself at a loss to comprehend why I still sat there and did nothing.

Angie seemed to sense the tensity in the room. Her words were half mocking and criticising, half cooling the air.

- All big people, rich and beautiful ones, started from somewhere down under. No one was born rich, or will stay rich forever. I looked through your profile, and found no information about your biological parents. Is there something you want to tell me?

The most unexpected thing happened. No one could have seen that coming.

Pete started to sniff softly. Then his nose got red and tears were trimming down his pale cheeks from his puffy eyes.

That was the first time I'd ever seen Pete shed a tear for anything.

- I really don't want to talk about it right now. - It took his everything to swallow the tears and acted tough. Epic fail. I could now hear him crying.

- I won't tell anyone, and neither will Logan and Charlotte. This is going to be a little secret between the four of us.

- Can I trust you? - He seemed to explode any minute now.

- You have my word. Now, your family?

He hesitated.

- I just...can't.

- I can guarantee that no one will know about this. There are no recording devices in this room, and no one could hear us from outside. I've told the principal to clear off the hallway before, so that we can talk in private. You can see for yourself. I've heard thousands of patients' secrets, some of which are national ones. You know, secrets in the White House and secrets that can cause global economy crisis, and I haven't been sued once. I could make you sign a paper contract if you like.