One Day At A Time

Chapter 6

DADDY PLEASE STOP! IT HURTS!

Thisll teach you, you little bitch! You killed your mother. She never loved you. Over and over and over You Should have died. You should be dead.

It wont stop, It wont stop. PLEASE JUST STOP.

HES GOING TO KILL ME.

ITS MY FAULT SHE DIED.

...please stop. I just want it to stop.

Logan?

LOGAN?

Please wake up.

My eyes they wont open.

Am I dying?

Why is my heart beating so fast?

pain

pain

PAIN

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I woke up with tears rushing down my face.

I could barely breathe or see straight. I wanted to wipe my eyes but I couldnt move my arms

Just like when he left me.

I couldnt feel pain though.

Logan? Gyles. Im not in the mansion. Im in the cabin. In the same room as Gyles.

He sat in front of me. I couldnt say anything. He wiped the tears out of my eyes and put his hands on my cheeks. His hands are so warm. Im so cold.

Hey Logan? I see you still get those nightmares. Just breathe okay? We are going to breathe together okay? Breathe In. I did. Breathe out. I did. We did this for about five minutes and I could feel my hands again. I reached up and squeezed his hands. He did this when we were younger too.

Thank you. I tried to say but it came out as a whisper.

Im always going to be here for you. Im not leaving again.

I hugged him and held on for dear life. Hes not going away again. I need him here with me.

I need him.

Stay here, Im gonna grab us a snack and something to drink okay?

Yeah.

He did this when we were younger too. The first time I had a nightmare in front of him he cried and got pops. He wouldnt let me sleep alone after that. Every time he would stay over he would sleep in the same bed as me. Everytime I had one he would do what pops told him to do and evernully, he stopped getting pops. We would spend the rest of those nights talking or eating or both.

Luckily pops knows you and has your favorite fruit and stocked  a bunch of hot chocolate. He came in and sat next to me handing me the hot chocolate and sat the bowl of fruit in between us. After I drank the hot chocolate my sore throat felt better.

Im sorry For waking you.

Nothing I havent seen before. Dont be sorry either, I just hope you are feeling better now.

I am.

Are they getting bad again?

Yeah, I had them almost every night before I left. Never that bad tho. He uh.. he had me again and uh said it was my fault for what happened to her. To my mother. My voice started to break and I felt my eyes swell up with tears. I couldnt feel my arms It was like he broke them again.

Gyles wiped them from my face and hugged me again. I set my hot chocolate down and hugged him back. He made me feel better. He made me feel safe.

Hes not going to hurt you again. Not like that. You have me and the agency and our team behind you the whole way.

He told me a story about when we were younger and he was sleeping in my bed and I accidently pushed him off my bed in the middle of the night. He tried not to cry but ended up waking me up cause he wouldnt stop sniffling. I had to put pillows down on the other side so if i did it again he wouldnt cry.

I did it again and  he still cried. I got a bigger bed after that.

We laughed about the memory and spent the next 3 hours laughing over every time he cried when we were younger. We ended up talking until we fell asleep again.

When I woke up the next morning Gyles was fast asleep on my chest and I smiled to myself. I want to live for him. I really do but we both arent going to make it out of this. Id rather he lived. He deserves a life outside of this agency.

Outside of my destruction.

Hes going to have a happy life.

Without me.

Its hard to think about but at least he will be happy.