The Right Mistake

Chapter Twelve

Rollin's POV

Something has been bothering Logan for most of the night now. And as we slid into bed, I just have to ask. It's been happening lately, but whenever he asked, Logan said it was nothing.

"Okay, I've had enough of this. What's wrong?" I asked pinning him on the mattress.

"What do you mean?"

The man couldn't even meet my eyes, so of course he was trying to evade... Again.

"Tell me babe, what's wrong?"

He finally looked up at me and the sadness I saw in his eyes made me hold him tighter. Spinning us so we lay on our side. His head on my chest.

"Am I a bad friend?"

Where the hell did that come from?

"What? Of course not... You're a great friend. Wait, is this about not knowing Ian was gay?"

"No, it's just that I feel like Ian's replacing me, you know with Gavin."

"Why would you think that?"

He shifted closer, readjusting his body. "There was a time we shared everything. Even with Clara, it wasn't the same. But these days I barely know what's going on in his life. I feel like I lost my brother."

I didn't know what to say to that, so I just held him. Mason and I were still the same, maybe it helped that we worked in the same office. Or we just weren't as close as Logan and Ian were.

I understood how much Logan loved his friends and the prospect of losing one was hurting him. Should I speak to Ian? Or maybe Clara?

Why was this so hard to figure out. All I know is Logan is hurting and I had to find a way to make it stop.

I have to fix this.