Dear Logan

Chapter Nine

Demi Lovato

As weeks go by, may finally arrives and life is being cut shorter. I sit on the edge of my bed, reading the bucket list that I saw last month. So much was to be done in a matter of time. The one I wanted to complete was visiting Timberline Knolls. I haven't been back there since 2011, that place was awful yet great at the same time. Because of that place, I'm here today.

I hear the car pull up the drive way, I peek through my bedroom window seeing Logan arrive. I squeal and run down the stairs to see him. Opening the door. "Logie!" I wrap my arms around him, smelling his fresh cologone.

"Well, someone's happy." He leans down and places his lips on mine. I could never get sick of his kisses.

"I want to do something today.." I begin as Logan follows me into the kitchen, grabbing an able off of the kitchen counter.

"I want to visit Timberline Knolls and thank them." I smile as I wait for Logan to speak. "You know that's a half an hour out of Chicago and we're in LA, right?" I nod. And, we have to book plane tickets and actually pack some clothes." I nod again. "I'm one step ahead of you." I giggle slightly, staring at his confused face. "You booked the flight?" "Yep."

"You still have my clothes here?" he yells from upstairs as I walk into the bathroom, downstairs. Curling my hair and applying make up. I go upstairs and find the clothes which I will pack. I go through my closet and grab the clothes I need. I put them into a bag and then grab the clothes which I will change into.

"Logan, out." I hear a groan come from him. "Baby, it's just your body. You're beautiful, anyway." I feel him walk closer to me. He places his lips against mine. His hands travel down to the edge of my top, pulling on it slightly. He begins to remove it slowly. I slap his hands, still not breaking the kiss. His tongue slides into mine as I moan. I begin walking forward and towards the door. I push Logan out after breaking the kiss. I shut the door and lock it.

"Fuck you!" I hear him yell, I couldn't help but laugh. I change into my clothes and grab the two bags filled with clothes. I unlock the door and walked down the stairs, seeing a sexually frustrated Logan.

"You know, you owe me." His arms slide around me. "Watch out, missy." He whispers against my ear as places small kisses on my neck.

"Come on, we're going to be late for the flight!" I take his hands in mine as we make our way to the airport. Once we arrive at the airport, we go up too check in, placing our luggage in the terminal. Logan and I go and take our seats in the waiting area, waiting for our call.

"Feeling nervous?" Logan places his hand on my thigh, stroking it slightly. "Kind of. I haven't been there since I came out. I never thought I wouldn't make it, honestly." I trail off at the last words.

"But you did and you know I'm proud of you for that." I smile at Logan. I kiss his cheek before our gate number is called out. We board the plane and begin the flight to Chicago.

I sit in the back of the taxi with Logan by my side. I clutch onto his hand, feeling the nerves. The taxi pulls into the parking lot, parking the car. I pay the fare and grab the luggage. I take a deep breath, feeling the butterflies sink into my stomach. I let all the memories take place.

Flash back.

"I really don't think I can do it." I sit there with my hands in my face as the smell of food overpowers the room. I feel small tears stream down my face.

"I know this is difficult for you Demi, but I want you to take a mouthful, please." Mary's comforting words help me pick up the fork. I stare at the potatoes and meat in front of me. I play around with the food until I pick some food up. I take a small deep breath an shut my eyes as the food enters my mouth.