Yo! Happy 2013, everyone! :) So uh, I lied. I tried waiting a few days before putting up the next part to the Logan & Christina journey. Buuut I just can't wait anymore. Lol. And I think its best I update as much as I can before school comes back around cause I won't be able to update in the same manner.

I'm gonna make the beginning of this story start off pretty intense and kind of just drop the drama like a bomb. So, I'm sorry if these next 3-4 chapters are a bit boring or lacking detail. And I'm sorry I didn't go much into Christina's life in New York from when she got there until now. She didn't have any contact with the BTR guys since she left, soooo I didn't know what else I could do.

WARNING: I'm not gonna sugarcoat anything in this story. I have tooooo much waiting for you guys to read! And I'm pretty excited. So bear with me! :)

ALSO, if you are just stumbling upon this story, it is recommended you read You Just Need Me & So Beautiful first so you understand what's going on.

Happy Reading!


- Christina's POV -

Fall in New York is absolutely amazing. The weather is crisp and the leaves are all sorts of warm colors. Warm colors were always my favorite. I pet Mochi before I head out the door. It's sunny outside and I breathe in the air. Fresh. Reviving. The walk to the hospital isn't that far. And if it's anything that I learned about New York, it's that walking and taking public transportation is way easier than driving around. So, thank god Papa has my car right now back in LA. I dont think I could handle all that stress.

It's the beginning of November. Mama's birthday month. Winter weather should be approaching soon. This marks 6 months since I came to New York.

It also marks the 6 months I havent talked to any of the Big Time Rush boys. Not even Kendall. Not even Logan. And I guess I understand why - I kind of just left without any warning. I'm sure they're still upset I did what I did. They just have to understand. The last texts and calls I've received from the two where when I was getting off the plane and on my way to the new apartment. It broke my heart. Logan was crying, asking why I was doing what I was doing. And why I didn't tell him. He was begging me to come back. And not to leave. They both were.

It was too little too late. That's exactly why I turned my phone off cause I knew somehow, they'd find out. And I wouldn't be able to deal.

Whatever they're up to back home, I hope they're living a good life.

But I really do miss them. And to be honest, these past 6 months have not been easy without them. It kind of made me realize how much I loved them. How much I loved having them in my life, regardless of the situations. I've cried a few nights because it would be unbearable.

I've just gotten used to being without them. And I push it to the back of my head so I can focus on what I'm doing and why I'm here.

With all the great things New York has to offer, it'll never be like home.

"Hey Christina." My coworker, and probably closest friend here in New York, Andrew greeted me. I smiled, walking into the break room.

"Suuuup."

"Nothing really."

"Easy morning for you?" I asked getting my cup ready.

"Somewhat. The day just started though, so."

"True." I chuckled a bit.

"You sleep okay last night?" I've been spilling my feelings to Andrew these past months because it hasn't been easy coping by myself. I was alone.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Christina, sweetheart. I didnt know you were here." Dr. Presley says as he puts a hand on my shoulder. It slowly starts traveling down my back. Awkward. About Dr. Presley. He really is great, like Dr. Davis described him to be. But he can be a bit unprofessional, sometimes. Like he's been trying to come onto me. Like some sort of sugar daddy. It's gross. He's gotten a bit touchy and too close to me. And Andrew tries to keep me away from that as much as he can.

"Yeeeeeup. Time for me to do my rounds." I throw my cup away and walk past Dr. Presley. I turn behind me, seeing Andrew rolling his eyes and coming after me.

"Jesus, Christina."

"Whaaat." I whine. It's not my fault. He has the same reaction every damn time. And sometimes it makes me laugh.

"How do you deal?"

"I dont." I shrug. I mean, what CAN you do? I try to avoid it as much as I can. Andrew tries to help. What else? These are the times where missing Logan becomes unbearable. He was so good at protecting me.

My job became more chaotic here. Not saying it's bad, but it gives me good practice. Not only do I check on patients, but I help other nurses and do any other remaining duties Dr. Presley assigns me to do. It definitely makes time go so quick, esp. when things start picking up during the day. I get home so tired. It's a cycle. Wake up, go to work, come home, dinner, sleep. Repeat. I rarely have time for myself nowadays.

I plan to get myself pampered one day. The knots in my back are building up.

After our shift, me and Andrew decide to hit up a local burger joint to get fulfill our cravings. He tries to cheer me up, and it works. We laugh here and there, as he's telling me stories about growing up and places that remind him of certain things. Then I tell him my memories in relation to his stories.

Damn.

I dont know what I would do without Andrew's company. Everyone here seems so.. in their own world. Too into their own lives. And it really makes me feel so alone. His comfort and his company, in general, just eases the pain that built up over these past 6 months. The pain from missing home and being used at work. Treated like I'm nothing? Dr. Presley doesnt care, to be honest. He thinks with his dick. And that disgusts me.

I dont know how much more I can handle.

I came here to find a new beginning.

It was everything but a new beginning. I fel like shit just got worse coming down here and I'm not even sure how I lasted this long.

Well, you cant say I didnt try.

When he's walking me home, Andrew puts his arm around my shoulder. I lean in towards him to keep warm. The majority of our walk to my apartment is silent, in admiration of the clear view at night. But in the back of my mind, I still picture the flat land of Los Angeles.

You know, that view I saw at the Observatory.

At my door, I turn to face Andrew. He's smiling at me. I hug him and rest my head on his chest. I listen to his heartbeat for a bit. He backs up a bit to plant a kiss on my forehead. I close my eyes and feel comfortable in his arms.

I picture Logan.


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