(Angst)
💙Patton💙
I don't want this relationship anymore. Logan overworks himself, I try to help, he uses me for his own pleasures, and then he's less then affectionate on a normal basis. He doesn't want me unless it's for my body.
I know I need help but I just can't stop myself from wanting him.
I sit up, the sun shinning through the curtains. I pull my knees to my chest and quietly whimper.
I feel the bed move and logan stands, stretching, in nothing but his boxers. I quickly wipe my tears.
"Ugh, were you crying again crybaby?" Logan turns to me.
"No." I croak out.
"Your so sensitive.." his words laced with lust.
I feel my breathing hitch as I gain goosebumps.
I can't tell if the cause is fear or not.
