I yawn as I wake up the morning after Mari's birthday and stretch.
Only to find Mari wide awake and staring out the windows of the french doors. It was a gloomy stay in bed kind of day but He was fully dressed and his foot was tapping against the floor. I look over to see Finley passed out with headphones on.
"Mari?" I groan but he doesn't look at me.
"He's here,"
"Who's here?"
"Logan,"
Mari says in the most serious tone I've ever heard since we've known each other. I bolt up and walk over to his side, he avoids my gaze.
"Come with me Hamie,"
He asks and I shake my head.
"No, fuck Logan. He can get lost for all I care." I say and he looks down.
"He wants to see me," Mari says and I cross my arms.
Knowing full well that this Logan guy fucked him up, especially in the head. I never asked but I could see it in the way he acts sometimes. The first time I held his hand while walking through the park he asked if I would be okay with being seen in public with him. I thought it was odd but quickly connected dots. I wasn't going to this school because I was stupid.
"If you meet him, We are over."
I give him a serious ultimatum knowing full well he would choose me.
He looks up at me with those giant green eyes now rimmed with tears.
"I'm sorry,"
he says and gets up, walking out the door.
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An American In London S1
General Fiction*COMPLETE* Jamie Caspian's your typical upstate New Yorker looking to get out of his small town. About to start college, he decides to Study abroad for his first semester. It's all going well until he meets a strange young man at the airport who cha...