He Was There (A Logicality Story) *completed*

Part 8

Trigger warning ⚠️
Thoughts of suicide
C**ting

Logan's POV:

"Hello, this is Patton's.. Friend" I looked over at Patton, he was smiling now. Okay, that's good, he isn't against having a friendship with me

"Okay.. Where is he and what do you want?" Jesus, this Remy guys seems rude. Then again, he probably doesn't remember my voice.

"I'm Logan, you met me at Ihop. But anyways, that's not important, I was hanging out with Patton as you know and I took him to his dorm. He can't stay here, he wants to move out and he wanted to call you guys but he's really upset. Can you come get him?"

He heard some noise, Remy was probably just talking someone. "Okay, we-" called it "- can come over and get him. Can you give Pat the phone?"

"Yep. " I look over at my new friend "he wants to talk to you " patton nodded and took the phone "y- yeah..?" He asked, his voice shaky and small.

Patton's POV:

"Y- yeah..?" I asked, a bit nervous for what Remy was going to say.

"Do you feel safe with Logan? I know that you two know nothing about each other and I wanna make sure you're okay" of course, Remy always is overprotective with this stuff. It's kinda scary though, especially him with Emile. I saw him punch some dude because he was flirting with Emile.

"Yes, everything is okay. Just.. Please pick me up, I can't stay at my apartment. " I said quietly

"I'm coming to get you and Emile is setting some things up at the house. You don't have to worry " I felt so relieved as I hung up.

Me and Logan talked for about ten minutes until Remy walked by us. "Thanks for taking care of Pat. I appreciate it"

Logan nodded "I'm glad to have helped, I care about him." I hugged Logan mumbling some thank you's.

Logan hugged back "you don't need to thank me. Now you should go to your friend's house" I smiled softly and nodded, going by Remy. I wouldn't know what I would do with my friends, especially right now.

Remy took my hand after asking and we headed out of the building. We walked to his car and I got in the passengers seat.

He got in the driver's seat and started the car "you can listen to your music if you'd like" I shook his head and laid my head on the window, looking out of it.

"Okay.." I guess he thought it was weird since I always played music. I loved singing, dancing, and all that but I wasn't in the mood to do those things.

Nine days until Christmas and I was depressed. Sure, my friends made it a bit better, but it sucked. Christmas was ruined for him.. But he still had to make it great for his friends. He had all of their presents still and if he had to pretend to be happy on the day, so be it.

They soon got to the house and I unbuckled myself and got out of the car. I walked by Remy, basically clinging onto him.

We walked inside and Emile greeted us. "Hey pat, go to the bathroom. There's a warm bubble bath just waiting for you. I also have some pajamas in there for you so no need to worry about that either" me and Emile wore basically the same size.

I nodded and went to their bathroom. I locked the door and undressed before getting into the bath. I was left with nothing but my thoughts.

Why would Remus do that? Was that the only reason he dated me? Did he even love me? Why didn't I just run or call someone?

They were all bad thoughts until one came up about Logan. Why is Logan so kind to me? A complete stranger.

I mean, they've cuddled, napped together, and spent more time with each other.

That is what friends do though. It isn't like I like him either way. I was hurt and I needed what Logan did. I needed the comfort badly.

I sighed to myself and washed my body, though I still felt disgusting. Nothing could wash the filth off my body from what happened two days ago.

After a little over half an hour, I drained the water and dried myself with a towel. After that, I put a white long sleeved shirt on with a rainbow on it and some black pajama pants that had some Disney princesses on it.

I walked out of the bathroom and went into the living room, sitting next to Emile and Remy, who were cuddling, and watched the show that they were.

I felt so lonely, sure, I had my friends with me. But mentally? I'm alone. I have no relationship and lost who I thought would be my soulmate.

I started to tear up as I got up and excused myself, going to the guest room and locking the door. I sat on the bed, covering my face as I quietly sobbed. I was far from being okay in this moment.

What did I do to deserve that? To deserve to be violated and hurt, I have done nothing but good in this world! Nothing could explain the hurt I was feeling. But I had to hide it so nobody knew how much I really was suffering.

Maybe, just maybe, if I changed emotional pain into physical pain.. It wouldn't hurt to try.

I looked around and opened a drawer. There was a perfectly placed razor blade. It was there basically begging to be used.

I also noticed a first aid kid, God Remy and Emile could be so disorganized. It worked to my advantage at least. I grabbed the bandages and sat on the bed again.

With tears running down my cheeks and my blurry vision, I made one cut on my upper arm so I could hide it easier. It stung badly but it also felt.. Good?

Either way, I had 5 somewhat deep cuts in my arm. I didn't bother to clean and make sure it was okay, I just covered it with the bandages. I changed into Remy's hoodie that was on the floor to make sure it wasn't noticeable. I would just say that I was cold and needed some comfort.

I wiped my tears as more fell. It was around 7 PM now and I didn't want to be bothered. I just unlocked to the so nothing looked suspicious and turned the lights off.

I laid in the bed, pulling the blanket over my body and closed my eyes. I wasn't hungry, I didn't want to eat.. Maybe this can help me. Take away the filth that I felt.