Chloe Next Door|Logan Paul Fanfiction| Sequal to My Brother's Roomate

Bang

Logan's POV
Hours before leaving LA...
I went back inside the house after hanging up the call that I had with Justin a few moments ago. I was quick to head up to my room, search for a bag, and start shoving clothes in that bag.

I didn't care if Chloe woke up or not, honestly. I was tired of her lies, how she played me. She made me lose the 2 things I loved in the world. Sophia and Alexander.

"Logan?" I hear someone call softly. I ignore the call and shove in another shirt of mine before zipping up my bag and leaving my closet. 

"Logan, what are you doing? Are you leaving me?" Chloe says and I roll my eyes.

"No, Chloe. I am heading to Ohio because my mom got in an accident." I say, copying her excuse that she used on me when she told me about her 'sister.'

Her eyes widen but not because she believes my excuse, but because she knows it's a lie. She knows where I am headed.

"O-Okay, calm down, baby. Look-"

"No. I don't have to calm down for you. You lied to me. Betrayed me. And with all that you have done, you dare and try to date me and even tell me you are having my baby when you are clearly having Jason's?" I say and Chloe's jaw drops at my words. I scuff and shrug her reactions. "Leave me and my family alone, alright? Do you understand? Fuck off." I say and walk out the bedroom door. 
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"So, Chloe is unconscious right now at the house. She was already planning to chase after you but we have her down for at least a few hours." Justin says as we boarded up the private jet. It was something pretty fancy for going to rescue someone, but at this point, I really didn't mind.

"What's the plan?" I question as I take a seat.

By how Justin looks, he seems like he has been through too many struggles. My question is, why is he getting himself into another? His hair is longer then what I last saw him in, uncut. His clothing is slightly different, more loose, and seems to have added more tattoos even.

"We land in Seattle then from there, we prepare with with weapons and everything else. We head to Jason's and whatever happens then, happens." Justin simply says as he takes a seat in front of me.

I look at him with wonder. How is he so calm? I feel almost confused with all of this. His reaction, his actions. Why?

"What happened to you?" I ask randomly and he laughs.

"Time, man. Time." Justin says with a white smile.

"Well, sure. You can say that. But, damn. You looked fucked. You look like life literally fucked you in the ass and left you to die." I say probably over exaggerating but I knew he wouldn't take it as serious.

His expression seemed to have changed as his smile fades, not completely, but fades, and he looks down at his hands.

"Yeah, you're right. I guess I've just been focused on trying to get Sophia and trying to get in touch with you without anyone knowing that I was trying." He says. "I feel horrible, I guess. I feel regret for taking that money-"

"You have money from Chloe and Jason?" I cut him off and Justin nods slowly with a small sigh.

"Just a few thousand. But-"

"Bieber, we are just an hour away. You need to get me a location." A man from behind a black curtain says.

Justin excuses himself as he goes behind the curtain and starts to direct the man. I couldn't believe we were already so close. Have I been talking for that long?

Justin comes back and sends me a smile.

"Change of plans. We are running a little behind so.." he grabs one of the black bags and throws it in my direction, "change and prepare yourself."
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The building Jason was located at was pretty public. I'm surprised he even used his real name for anything. But, he must have money so the money must be what keeps mouths shut around here.