Slowly Breaking (Logan Henderson Fanfic)

Icing on the Despair Cake

   As I got closer to the bus, I saw lots of people gathered around it. They turned and saw me, swarming me with clicks, flashes, and buzzes.

   "Get out of my way!" I snapped. That didn't really do anything.

    I realized there were two reasons they were so hungry for news today. 1: I'm famous, they just want pictures. 2: I'm battered and bruised, they want to know what happened.

   "Move!" I yelled. Some nice people tried to make a path for me. THey're the ones I like, like Cambio and those tween magazine reporters, they're nice. Most didn't move though, like E! News, they'll stop at nothing to get interesting dirt.

   "Get out of my way!" I yelled again, shoving a camera out of my face. I elbowed people, shoved some, trying to clear a path to the door of the bus.

   I came to the door, but it was jammed-as usual. So I gave it an angry kick and it flew open. Kendall was on the couch, texting.

   "Sorry I'm late," I said, trying to get past him.

   "Oh, it's cool. James went off too, so you're not the only-woah," he said, finally looking up at me. "What the hell happened to you?!"

   "I got jumped. But I'm ok," I assured him.

   "You sure?" He asked, touching my black eye lightly. I winced. "Looks pretty bad..."

   "Yah, I'm fine. Just no more playing darts for me," I joked. "Cause right now, I'm seeing double..."

  "Carly called like 10 times and then she switched to texting. You need to talk to her before the beeping drives me nuts!" Kendall says, tossing me my phone. For once, I'm glad my phone got left on the bus.

   I immediately called Carly. "Hey babe," I said.

   "Hey Logan," she said, the usual cheeriness in her voice gone.

   "What's wrong? You sound different," I said. And she did. In the months I've known her, she's usually perky and chatty.

   "Logan, I'm breaking up with you," she said sadly.

   "Why? Is it because of the tour? I told you it'd be hard, and we're coming home next week."

   "It's not that. You've been acting weird lately. I miss seeing the old Logie-Bear," she said.

   "Carly..." it barely came off my lips. And when it did, it was just barely more than a whisper.

   "Bye Logan," she said. I heard the beep of the line being disconnected. I felt my heart being ripped out. I saw the guys patting my back, telling me it'll be ok.

   But it won't! She's the one thing that kept the little bit of the old Logan in me. She was my life preserver. She kept me from drowning away completely. What am I supposed to do now? She was the only thing that kept me alive. She was my reason to live...

   Ok, now I can run away. I told the guys I was tired, I need sleep. They knew I was upset. I knew it too. We all did. But no one admitted it.

   While the guys were playing with the dogs and writing songs, I was planning. On the day we get back, I'm leaving. And I won't look back.

   I don't know where I'll go. I don't know who I'll meet, but I know I have to get the old Logan back.

   I stayed awake all night, just thinking and planning. And when I finally did go to sleep (in the early hours of the morning) my cheeks were streaked with tears and my dreams were full of nightmares.

  (Heyy! Hope yah like! This is a darker, deeper side to my writing. If you think this is sad, wait til you get to the last few chapters :O)