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that night.
8pm jessie time | 6pm logan time

Jessie
logan send me th fucking ticket pleaaw

Jessie
right now

Jessie
pleasw

Jessie
im packing and im moving

Jessie
i'm fuckinf done witj oklahoma

logan🖤
whoa whoa whoa what's wrong?

Jessie
who do u think

Jessie
i'm so done with this state

INCOMING CALL FROM: logan🖤

A shaky sigh left my mouth and a tear fell onto the screen of my phone. I looked onto the blank wall in front of me and back to my phone screen, reluctantly sliding across the bottom of screen and accepting his call.

"Jessie, what's wrong?" Holy crap. Logan's voice was soothing to me. It sent shivers down my spine.

"My... my mom..." I could barely speak. Her words had hurt me. The fact that she was talking about me behind my back like that? That shit hurt.

"It's okay, Jessie. I'm here. Do you want to talk about it?"

I took a deep, unsteady breath. "Maybe in person. Just not over the phone."

"Okay."

"Please send me the airline ticket. I don't want to stay any longer than I have to in Oklahoma."

"I just sent it." He spoke. "Stay strong, Jessie. I can't wait to see you and hug you."

"I can't wait either."

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i legit cried while writing this WOW

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