Fixing Us | Sequel to Forgotten Love

Chapter 10

I sat on my bed, drawing in a notebook. I had already gone to my first counseling session and my first project was to write down my thoughts or whatever I felt. It had gone well and James, Carlos, and Kendall agreed they would take me each week. My door squeaked as someone opened it. I looked up, pushing my hair out of my face. Logan stood there, kind of hesitantly.

"Carter, we have to talk." He said.

"I'm busy." I gestured towards my notebook. He sighed. walking into the room.

"I'm sorry for everything I said to you." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I was just mad at you, at management, at myself, at everyone. I just lashed out and I'm sorry." I looked up at him, closing my notebook, setting it beside me.

"Why is it that I want you to be mad? You should be mad at me. You shouldn't be apologizing." I said, squeezing my eyes shut and reopening them. "I should be saying sorry, after all I lashed out on you."

"But I wished you were dead!" I flinched when he said that. "I'm sorry."

"I'll accept your apology if you answer me one thing." I said quietly. 

"Yeah?" He asked hopefully.

"Do you love her?" He looked confused. "I said, do you love her?" I asked in a strained voice.

"Y-yeah I do." I bit my bottom lip hard. "I know Liv may not seem like it but she's really nice." I squeezed my eyes shut and swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Just know, that I love you in a different way than she loves you." I whispered, my voice cracking.

"Okay. Thanks Carter." He nodded his head before leaving the room.

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"Bye Angelina." I smiled, walking out of her office. It was a few weeks later. This was my 3rd counseling session, I walked out down the hall and into the lobby, expecting to see James. Instead in his place sat Logan. "Logan?" I asked, confused.

"Hey Carter. James had to leave, Fox tried to eat another bee. So I came in his place." He told me, standing up.

"Oh okay." We walked out and to his car, both of us quiet. I hopped in the passenger seat, closing the door. "Why isn't Liv here? I know she doesn't like me but you guys are normally together." I said, halfway down the road. Logan had a frown on his face.

"She left this morning. She thought it would be better and she had to get back to work." He quietly said. I looked over at him but his expression was unreadable. We arrived shortly to the house. Neither of us moved or said a word. I unlocked my phone and froze when I saw what today was. Soon tears were falling down my face. I fumbled to unbuckle my seat belt, swinging open the car door. I jumped out of the car and slammed the door shut. I wiped at my eyes, wanting to forget.

"Carter! What's wrong?" Logan called from behind me. I tried to hurry up but I felt his hands on my arm. He spun me around, looking me in the eye. "What's wrong?"

"You really don't know do you?" I asked, laughing dryly.

"No.." He said unsure.

"Here's 2 words for you." I cried. "August 11th." My voice cracked. It took a few seconds but realization fell on his face. "That's why." I turned and ran into the house. I slammed my door shut, sliding down against the back of it.

"Boyfriend." Logan said. 

"August 11th 2008." I answered right away.

Today was the day we started dating all those years ago. I sat there, pondering what to do. Images of Logan and I kept replaying over and over in my head. Eventually I figured, why should I be moping? Logan and I are just friends, nothing more, nothing less. I got up and walked into my bathroom, washing my face. Walking into the living room, where everyone was, I tripped over a shoe. I successfully flipped over, landing on my back with an 'oof'. I let out a groan.