#8 Logan

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I looked around school for Jade the next day but she was nowhere to be found. I didn't think much of it but it is know the third day she's out and she won't answer any of my texts or even her friends texts. I don't really know what to do but not knowing if she's okay or not is going to kill me.

All I'm thinking about in class is her. As soon we are dismissed I run to my car and drive to her house. When I get there I jog to her front door and ring it. After about a minute a very petite lady answered the door.

"Hello Miss, would you happen to know where Jade is?"

"She isn't here, sorry mister"

"If she isn't here where is she?"

"What is you name?"

"Logan Clarke."

"Ah yes, she is at the hospital. Very serious, her mother left me strict instructions to only tell you and a few others. She's at Hopewell." I nod and run back to my car, look up the address and drive faster than I have ever driven in my life. Why would she be in the hospital? I try to keep the crazy possibilities out of my head but they find a way in. When I get there I park and run inside to the first desk I see.

"I'm looking for Jade Clarke." I demand.

"Alright, one moment... I don't see a Jade Clarke in our system"

"Oh I'm sorry Jasmine Clarke"

"Oh, she's in recovery..." She rolled her chair to what looked like a microphone. "There is a young man here to see your daughter, can I let him up?"

"Yes." I heard Jade's mother's voice respond.

"Alright she's in Room 502, fifth floor..." Before she can finish I run to the elevator, press 5, then look for the recovery unit, when I find it i look around and finally find her room number. I look at the door and process the possibility of amything and then walk in. I see her watching How I met you mother in a hospital gown. She turns to me and frowns,

"What are you doing here Logan?"

"I came to see you."

"Who let you up?"

"Your mom."

"MY mom... Logan... I don't want you to see me like this."

"What happened?"

"I don't want you to know."

"Why the hell not?"

"I just..." I look at the table with her chart on it and i walk towards it.

"Don't open that."

"Why not, If you won't tell me, how am I supposed to find out?"

"LOGAN, listen to me, I am very weak right now and I can't even get up so please don't do this to me. I'm not ready for you to know." What happened to her?!?! Fuck I don't want to hurt her but I need to know. I look at her and all of a sudden she clutches her side. I drop the chart and walk over to the side she's clutching and pull up her hospital gown before she can stop me. I see her underwear but I move pass it with all my strength and move the hospital gown higher.

"Stop..." And then I see a huge gauze bandage wrapped around her torso.

"What the hell happened to you, Jasmine?"

"I want you to stop calling me Jasmine and I want you to leave."

"I not going to do either of those things."

"Logan."

"Jasmine."

"Fine. Do you really want to know? I was very sick and now I'm sick again."

"What we those pills you were taking?"

"Just some Advil."

"Jasmine! Answer me."

"Logan stop."

"I'm not leaving here until you answer me."

"Then you'll be here a while."

"Why don't you trust me?"

"It's not that..."

"Then what is it? Why did end our friendship? Do you know you broke my heart? You were my best friend? I missed you. Everyday."

"Logan..." she breathed heavily and then I saw a tear trickle down her face. I leaned down and kissed her cheek before looking into her deep green eyes.

"What did I do to hurt you?"

"You didn't do anything, I missed you too, a lot, but..."

"Then make me understand."

"Logan... I can't."

"Yes you can, I'll be here for you no matter what." She took a deep breath and held on to the bed. When I can closer she held me hand up and the began...

"You will be the first person other than my parents to know, I am trusting you... The reason I stopped talking to you was..."

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SUSpENCE! I hope you like this chapter, it was a hard on to write, but it was defiantly fun. Have A Magical Day!

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