Pumped-Up Kicks (A Logan Lerman Story)

Chapter 51

Telly's P.O.V.

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Logan didn't talk to me since that night two weeks ago. Logan didn't talk to anyone. It's like he went mute. Not a word fell from his lips. He didn't attempt to make any contact with me. No calls. No texts. No kik messages. No tagged photos on IG. No snapchats. No facetime calls. And definately no visits.

He shut me out. He shut the world out. I just wish I knew what he was so afraid of. His blue eyes haunted me. I felt guilty that he was a recluse now. All he did was observe with his eyes. I couldn't think straight or sleep. I barely ate. He haunted me in my dreams as if he was a ghost of some sort. But thats demented. Logan was alive and ghosts aren't real.

Then again I used to think Werewolves and Vampires weren't real. Maybe I was going insane. I saw him everywhere. Like literally. When my eyes are closed. In my mind. Sometimes even in my house. I was definately losing it. Mentally he was everywhere. Mentally he was gone.

The Logan Lerman was gone...again. I lost him. I couldn't hear his thoughts anymore. I couldn't feel his presence even when he wasn't there. I couldn't smell him. Rain and forest. I lost him. Everything I had of him was gone almost as if it was erased.

He pulled himself away from me. Even in my dreams he wasn't him. For one thing. All he did was stare at me peculiarily. Like there was something wrong with me. He didn't smile anymore or wave or even so much as make eye contact. And if he did he walked the other way too fast for me to catch up.

My heart ached and I felt dizzy. I watched the unsurprising rain come down. Nothing was the same anymore. I wanted to see him. Feel his warm skin on mine. Listen to his heartbeat. Watch him watch me. Taste his tongue. I contemplated on going to his house. Would he open the door and let me in? Would he disown me. Would he even be home.

There was only one place he would be if he wasn't home. My body reacted before my mind. I sprang from my bed and quickly threw on a random pair of shoes that went with my jeans and green day T-shirt and grabbed my car keys. I left my house and forgot about the elevator. I flew down the stairs two at a time and when I got into my car I damn near had a heartattack.

" Going somewhere?" Jared asked in the passengers seat.

"What the hell? Jared what are you doing in here. Its like 1 in the morning." I tried to buy time.

" I know. It is 1 in the morning. So where are you going. Shouldn't you be asleep?"

"Shouldn't you be asleep?" My pulse started going down as I took deep breathes.

" Telly. Stop trying to buy time and just tell me where you're going."

"Jared. Get out." I was really tired of his shananigans.

"Whats wrong? Can't think of a lie?" He taunted me with a smirk. "I knew you would eventually run out of options. In all honesty you are pretty convincing." He picked his nails.

" So are you." I choked out as I watched his eyes start to turn  brown. " But what I'm doing doesn't concern you." My phone started ringing.I glanced down and saw Logan's name across the screen. I declined it before Jared could see.

"Someone is trying to get ahold of you." He called again. "Is this about Jase?" I shook my head no. "Is it about Logan."

"No." I said finally finding my voice and decline it again. I sent an S.O.S. text. "It was Remie. She can't sleep and needed some of my techniques." I lied while still typing on my screen.

"Hmm. Is that all?" I nodded and plastered on a nervous smile. "Why are you nervous darling. I'm not gonna do anything." I shuddered. He never called me darling.