Names Have Power -- Polysanders

Chapter 8: Love is Hard

(Janus)

The air around the group shifted back to an uncomfortable silence at my words. Patton looked down again, and I could see tears starting to fill his eyes. Roman hugged him tighter, comforting him. He passed Patton to Virgil gently and looked at me. "We are missing one. But he doesn't matter." His tone was serious. I frowned a bit, and even Remus looked confused.

"Ummmmm... I feel like I'm missing something. Shouldn't we, like, care about our soulmate?" Remus asked. Roman turned to him and glared.

"We don't need to be associating with that-" he paused. He was clearly very angry. "-that cabrón." I didn't need a translation; it was fairly clear that the word had a less than pleasant meaning. I frowned.

"My dear, please explain." I tilted my head slightly. Roman sighed and took me aside.

"Our last soulmate had some," he paused again. I could tell he was trying to find a word. "less than pleasant words for our Patton. He brought him to tears! He doesn't deserve love," Roman stated firmly.

"Hold up there, Princey." He looked directly into my eyes. "Something doesn't add up here. Soulmate marks are never wrong. Sure, his words were wrong, but maybe there is more to this than we know." Roman frowned at me.

"First, don't call me Princey. Second, I don't care if there is more to this than we know. He shouldn't have talked to Patton, an angel, like he did!" He growled. I sighed and nodded. We returned to the group, and Roman immediately went back to hugging Patton tightly. I had already resolved to find the last member of our group and speak with him. That evening, we had all settled into our shared home. Our soulmate status, although unconventional, guaranteed that we could live together. Though, the school really had no choice but to let us live in one of the bigger houses on campus. We left one of the bedrooms empty for our last member if he ever came around. I gave Patton a kiss on the cheek, and I walked out of the house towards the much smaller student dorm building. I walked inside and looked through the student directory. There were four Logan's living on campus. This might take a while. I started on the ground floor and knocked on the first door. A stout man opened the door.

"What?!" He shouted. I frowned.

"My apologies, dear friend. I am looking for an old friend. Unfortunately, I seem to have forgotten his surname."

"Well, I'm not him, freak!" He slammed the door in my face.

"No need to be rude," I muttered. I went to the next floor and the next door. This one was opened by a young woman. She was quite short and had to look up at me. "Hello, miss. I apologize for bothering you this evening. I am simply looking for a friend of mine."

"Oh, it's okay! You are very charming," she giggled. "Maybe I can help! What does he look like?"

"I have not seen him for quite a time. However, he does have his soul mark on his cheekbone and glasses from what I remember." She nodded.

"I think I have seen him. I'm pretty sure he lives on the top floor!" I smiled and kissed the back of her hand.

"Thank you, miss Logan."

She giggled happily. "Good luck finding him, you charmer! And call me Lola. I don't really like Logan." I nodded and smiled. She gently shut her door, and I ascended to the uppermost floor. I knocked on and waited. I heard movement behind the door before it opened. I must have caught him off guard. Good.