Breathe (Anthony Trujillo)

*06

I pulled up to the apartment complex, and parked on the side of the road. I walked into the building and up to the front desk.

"I'm here for Logan Paul."

I say to the older woman at the front desk. She nods and points to the elevator.

"Thank you."

I say walking to the elevator. I put in the floor number Tessa gave me. The elevator dinged as it slid open, I walked out looking at the door numbers. Logan's door was at the very end of the hall. I softly knock on the door, I hear a small bark and the door swings open. First thing I notice was the big bird sticker on the floor right when you walk in. I look up at the figure, I'm taken by surprise at the resemblance between Jake and Logan.

"Hi, I'm Tish. Tessa's sister."

"Oh! I'm Logan."

He smiles at me, he motions for me to enter the apartment. I walk in a little looking around the room. I wait for him to tell me where to go. A small man come's out of a room and a woman comes from around the corner with a small dog.

"Evan."

The man sticks his hand out for me.

"Tish."

I smile taking his hand.

"I'm Ayla, I'd shake your hand but I just finished cleaning up dog poop."

I smile, and nod.

"Come, have a seat."

Logan motions for me to sit in a chair at a desk in the corner. I set my bags down against the wall and sit in front of Logan.

"So, what happened?"

He clasps his hands together in front of him on the desk. I suck in and get comfortable in the chair. While explaining the situation, he would nod here and there and furrow his eyebrows, but he listened all an all.

"Soo, you punched him..in the face?"

Logan says slowly pointing to his own face. I nod. He sucks his lips in and flares his nostrils. I lean back.

"You can laugh."

I say, he busts into laughter, until his phone rings. He stops laughing when he looks at the screen. I furrow my eyebrows.

"It's Jake."

I motion for him to answer and I sit in silence. He puts it on speaker, and answers the phone innocently.

"Hey brother!"

"I know she's there, Logan. Can I talk to her?"

He looks up at me for the answer. I stick out my hand nodding. I leave the phone on speaker.

"What?"

I say, clearly not in the mood to talk to him.

"Listen, I'm really sorry, I don't know what got into me-"

"You mean, your ego?"

He sighs on the other side.

"Yea- yeah, my ego is what happened."

I hear him slap the side of his leg.

"Look, can you just come down here and I can explain to you in person?"

I sigh.

"I guess, I'll be there in 20 minutes."

I hang up and hand the phone back to Logan.

"I don't know if I'm coming back, but what's your number, so if I do come back I can let you know."

He writes down his number on a piece of paper. I take the paper and stand up from the chair.