Love From Pain (A Logan Lerman story)

Chapter 19

“How dare she…what makes her think she can just come and ruin everything.” Logan had seen going on and on about Lexie and it was seriously pissing me off.

“Can we just try and forget it. I had a wonderful night despite what Lex did.” I said trying to change the subject.

“She fucking slapped you in the face, you’re going to tell me that’s okay?” he glared at me, he seemed like a different person.

I looked at him in wide eyes and looked away. He let out a loud sigh.

“Shit Bree I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you.” he ran his fingers through his hair when we stopped at a light. I continued to look out the window, it was 2:30 right now so no one was awake, and every house was dark.

At the apartment I grabbed my bag and my dress, went into the house straight to the bedroom. I threw my belongings down on the bed. I don’t usually act like a whiny brat who gets angry but I felt like throwing things around. I went over to my mirror and looked at my face. My cheeks were flushed along with a noticeable scratch on my left cheek from Lex’s ring and black and blue spots around it.

That alone made me angrier and I picked up the nearest lamp and lifted it up in the air. Before I could slam it to the floor I felt arms around me pulling the lamp from my hands, setting it back on the table.

Then I started to cry. “Why does she hate me?” I asked him not really expecting and answer.

“Shhh baby shhh…its okay.” He pulled me down on the bed and wrapped his arms around me as he ran his fingers through my hair. I felt instantly calmer, he has that effect on me.

When I fully calmed down he sat us up and looked at me. He gently rubbed my cheek with the back of his palm. Then I was remembered of what Lexie had done. I quickly got up off the bed and walked to the center of the room.

“Your right, we should just forget it and move on.” He said walking up behind me placing his hands on my waist. I winced as a pain shot from my side up to my neck. I stepped forward from reacting from the pain.

“God in sorry.” I felt bad at the guilt and pain in his voice.

“It’s okay let’s just go to sleep.” I started to clear the bed off when I saw Logan walk over to his side pulling his pillow off and grabbing the throw blanket off the chair. “Where you going?” He walked toward the door and stopped in his tracks.

“I’m going to sleep on the couch tonight.” My stomach dropped when he didn’t wait for me to respond and he went out to the living room. I knew I should have gone out and convinced him to sleep in the bed with me but I wanted him to have time to think to himself.

I climbed into bed and fell asleep.

“Bree?” I heard a male voice say but I didn’t open my eyes. He gently lifted me up and placed me over to the left of the bed. He then pushed his body up against mine and wrapped his arms up. I got a whiff of peppermint and knew who it was.

“Logan?” I said he just pulled me closer and I rested my head against his chest.

“Shhh, go back to sleep. I love you.”

Then I fell back asleep to Logan’s chest rising and falling as he breathed.

The next morning I woke to the covers of the best completely off me and I was sprawled across the bed. Then I realized that Logan wasn’t next to me.

I got up and grabbed one of Logan’s shirts and slipped it on, went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. When I walked out and went into the hallway I was hit with the smell of bacon and syrup.