[ON HOLD] We're Not Meant To Be Together (Logan Paul)

Chapter 29

Alexandra's pov.

"logan let me go." i move his head away but he wont budge. "you need to rest. youre leaving soon."
"so you actually like the fact that im leaving you soon?" he looked up to me with his half closed eyes.
"no. not really." i look away. "but i know you have to."

the atmosphere changes to silence and his heavy breath could be heard in the room.

"but anyways. get yourself a sleep. i'll see you. tomorrow. i guess." i push him down to bed and head for the door.
"you told me you dont have any works." he half whispers. my head snapped back looking at him sitting on the bed again. he looks down to his knees.

fuck if that doesn't sound like logan back when we were together.

"were you trying to impress me? you dont have to. y-youre fine." he said, voice fading in each word.

i walk back to him and push every strand of his hair back. i cant do this. i dont want this. no. i've had enough.

"i-im not leaving you. i just-"
"i dont care. stay." he hugs my lower body again.

not being able to move, i decided to stay and sit on the bed with him. logan holds my arm and examines it. his expression changes once he start to notice minor scars on my skin.

"whats this?" he looks to my collarbone that was showing due to him pulling down my oversized shirt.
"its nothing " i reply short knowing exactly what he meant.
"who did this?" he touches the bruise and making me wince. "i said, who did this?!" he raises his voice as i didn't answer the first one.

"n-norman." i close my eyes. trying to forget the abusive relationship i had with norman before logan comes back to my life. logan hugs me and eventually crying.
"im sorry. i-i shouldn't have let you go. i should've-"
"everything's fine." i cut him off.

"it was my fault." his grip on my shirt tightens. "tell me alexa." he hiccups. he's still drunk. how did i forget that. "do you even love me? after all those shit hit the fan?"
"i-... i-i cant answer you."
"just tell me the truth. there's no point you or me hiding the pain. if you dont love me, i'll leave. if you do-"
"what if you dont love me back?" i cut him off once again.