10| Aftermath

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Logan

After leaving the room I wipe my eyes and head back downstairs. I wrap my arms tightly around my torso as I walk back into the crowded room. I look around to room for the girls. After a little bit of searching, I find them standing near the couch. I weave my way through a group of dancing people and make my way to them. Once they see me their faces are all covered with concern.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Dani asks. I shake my head fighting the tears that are trying to reemerge. 

"I really don't want to talk about it can we just leave?" I say, my voice cracking a little bit. Dani nods and we start walking towards the door. I turn my head to see Christian staring at me. Him and Ryan are talking and they both look pissed. It looks like he told Ryan, I'm actually kind of glad he told Ryan so he could make him leave. Me and Christian hold eye contact the whole way to the door. I mouth a "thank you" to him before walking out the door. 

When we get outside I feel a slight breeze and it is a little calming. I take a deep breath as we walk towards Dani's car. Once all of us are in the car Dani starts it and drives away. We drive for about ten minutes before we pull into her driveway. We all get out of her car and walk into her house. We go straight to her room. We all sit on her bed in silence before Dani speaks up.

"You don't have to tell us what happened but we are here if you want to ok?" I nod. They all look at me and I see Summer looking at my wrists.

"Logan I know you don't really want to talk about it but can you tell us what happened to your wrists?" Summer says. The others look at my wrists and notice the bruises that Summer was talking about. They both look confused and I know that I have to tell them. I can feel the tears starting again as I start to speak.

"I... I went to the bathroom and then when I left the room Jack w-was standing outside waiting for me. He kept asking me questions about who I came with and if I had a boyfriend. When I told him that I didn't have a boyfriend he took that as an ok to try and kiss me. I pushed him away and told him to stop... th-then he told me that he was just trying to sh-show me a good time," I pause to take a deep breath and collect myself. "He then grabbed my wrists and pinned them against the wall... when I tried to get away he just gripped me tighter and kissed me. When he kissed me it brought me back to everything that happened last year, and I started to cry and panic. He then moved one hand and was touching my waist and probably would have done more if it wasn't for Christian."

"What do you mean if it wasn't for Christian?" Taylor asks.

"H-he saw what Jack was doing and he pulled him away from him and punched him repeatedly. After he knocked Jack out he came and checked on me and then sat with me as I calmed down." I leave out the details of us talking not wanting to reveal the secrets we both shared. The girls all look at me and then pull me into a hug. I cry as they all hold me.

"I feel so stupid, I should have been more careful."

"Hey don't say that, it's not your fault," Dani says.

"You don't know that. You weren't there. When he was kissing my neck I was struggling to keep my body from reacting. It was like I liked it or something. I feel disgusting,"

"No, listen to me, there is nothing wrong with you. You can't control how your body reacts to things." Dani reassures me. I nod and curl into the girls' warm arms.

 After fifteen minutes I calm down and we decide to put on our pajamas and just watch movies for the rest of the night.

I wake up in the morning to Dani and Summer missing from the bed and Taylor sitting next to me on her phone. 

"Where are the others?" I ask sitting up.

"They went to get breakfast, they should be back any minute." She replies. Almost on queue Dani and Summer walk in with a box of donuts. I smile as they set them down and open the box. I grab a chocolate frosted on and start eating it. The girls grab donuts too and we all eat in silence. I look at the clock and notice it is almost 10:30. I grab my phone and text my mom that I will be home soon. After eating I get dressed and pack my bag. I say goodbye to the girls and drive home. 

When I get to my house I feel drained and just want to go to my room. I walk in and see my parents sitting on the couch together. When they hear the door open they turn around and greet me with big smiles. Their smiles quickly drop when they see my tear-stained face and bruised wrists. 

"Honey, what happened?" My mom asks rushing over to me. She looks me over and then focuses in on my wrists. "These are handprints, what happened?" I start to cry and hug my mom. She leads me to the couch and I sit down. After I calm down a little I tell her about what happened. Her and my dad become very angry when they hear what happened.

"We should press charges." My dad says angrily. I shake my head.

"No dad, I just want to put this behind me. He barely even hurt me. He came out of it more hurt than me."

"How?" My dad asks. I tell them about Christian stopping him and beating him up. This seems to calm them down knowing that he didn't get away with it.

"I think I'm gonna go lay down," I tell them. They both hug me and then let me go to my room. I spend the rest of the weekend in my room occasionally leaving for meals. My parents give me the space I need which I am thankful for. The girls texted me and I talked to them for a bit. I also called Meg and told her about what happened. She was really supportive and helped talk me through everything. She has always been able to calm me down and even across the country, she manages to do it. I talked to her for almost an hour on Saturday and it really helped me feel better.

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Whenever I read stories on here I always see characters with deadbeat parents or parents who are just overall shit at their jobs so when I started writing this story I knew that I didn't want that. Throughout this story no matter what her parents will be there for her and support her through whatever she needs like a real parent should. I know many of us are not blessed with that in real life, myself included, but it's nice to see. Also, Dani and the girls are amazing and understanding and it makes me happy(even though I made them). I hope you enjoyed. XO my lovely readers.

Love, Marie

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