I groaned slamming my hand down on my alarm, not able to get the motivation to move. Everyone hates me. I don't see why though?! All I did was date Logan which is far better than him dating literal villains. Nevertheless, I'm the only one who can cook so to the kitchen we go.
I poke at my food on my plate, Virgil and Roman already having grabbed their plates and left. Neither of them talking to me.....but I miss them. I miss Virgil calling me dad, I miss Roman teaching me Spanish, I miss Logan simply reading in our living room. I miss them all. I let tear after tear make its way into my omelette "I fucked up." I croaked out, resting my head in my hands, staring down at my still full plate. What I did, was it wrong? I hurt Logan. I hurt him a lot. And I was proud of it. Proud of the scars, proud of the bruises, I thought I was doing good. Was I not? Was I not saving him? "Shit!" I threw my plate across the room.
I'm a fucking monster.
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FanfictionLogan Logic Sanders is a robot. Right? Wrong. He feels like everyone else however, thanks to Romans comments he begins to doubt himself and hides such emotions until two sides care enough to notice. Remus Creativity Sanders is insane. Right? Wrong...
