Logan blinked against the sun streaming through his bedroom window.
Every fiber in his being protested against climbing out of bed and facing another day without her.
His eyes felt like sandpaper due to the lack of sleep ever since the accident had forever altered his world.
"Good morning Logan," his unusually chipper roommate Kendall said.
Logan shot him a glare the shut him up quickly and trudged on towards the bathroom.
Kendall shook his head and heaved a big sigh worried about his friend. If the same thing had happened to Jo, Kendall knew that he would already be dead too or he would have been driven to the bottle.
Ever since that day, the world has only had shades of gray, Logan thought to himself as the hot water of his shower cascaded down over his tense neck.
Not for the first time and not for the last Logan slammed his fist into the side of the shower.
Kendall jumped at the sound even though he knew he should be used to it.
He turned on the television but all the news was talking about was either Logan's amazing performance, the accident scene, or the new legislation being considered banning all paparazzi from taking pictures in public. Kendall hurriedly turned the television off as Logan re-entered the room.
"I'm headed out," was all Logan offered as he grabbed his keys and walked out the door. Once he got outside he put his earbuds in and his hood up and took off down the boardwalk to the beach. Logan settled into his numb area and ignored the open stares of everybody around him.
"OMG it's Logan Mitchell..."
"It's so sad what happened..."
"He still looks sexy after all that..."
Logan sat on a bench and ran his fingers through his raven hair. He just sat there staring out at the ocean.
Invariably his thoughts turned to Camille and the accident.
It felt like it was the only news story talked about for the three months.
Logan's thoughts drifted back to that fateful night. Why he didn't insist on the routine they had established.
Logan's eyes misted up as he remembered his last phone call to Camille, it ended with the words, "I love you."
As the sun dipped down over the horizon, Logan figured it was time to head back home and spend another night tossing, turning, and waking up in a cold sweat.
Logan stood up, then stopped as something dropped to the ground in front of him.
Slowly bending over he picked the paper up, unfolded it, and read it:
I know you are hurting Logan,
and that is hurting me.
You are a wonderful person,
and I don't want you to lose sight of that.
I have always cared for you,
and I always will.
From the first time I laid eyes on you,
till that night at the hospital.
I love you Logan.
Logan's hands trembled with grief as giant tears fell onto the paper.
He looked around quickly hoping to maybe see who left him this note but his stretch of the beach was deserted.
For the first time in a long time a tiny spark of hope kindled itself inside of Logan's chest.
Kendall instantly knew something was wrong as soon as Logan walked through the front door. Logan was whistling and he had a smile on his face!
"Is everything ok bro?" Kendall asked cautiously not daring to hope for good news.
"Everything has gotten better! I was at the beach and all of a sudden I got a note from Camille!"
"Logan, I'm saying this for your own good so don't get upset with me but Camille is dead. We were all there."
Without saying another word Logan leans back and suddenly punches Kendall in the face knocking him to the ground.
"Don't fucking say that! I have a note right here that says she loves me!"
Logan strides to his room leaving Kendall bruised and bloodied on the floor.
Kendall wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.
Pulling out his cell phone he fires out an urgent text to his other two former band mates letting them know that he needed some major help.
Meanwhile Logan lay down on his bed smiling for the first time in a month.
The black haired young man fell asleep clutching the piece of paper tightly to his chest as if it were a bar of gold.
He didn't hear the car pull up out front as Carlos and James came to the apartment fearing the worst after the text from Kendall.
Instead of knocking Carlos fired off a text saying they were at the apartment and wanting Kendall to meet them outside.
The leader visibly sagged with relief coming out to meet his two best friends. "Things are really bad right now guys."
Carlos and James just looked at each other waiting for Kendall to continue and wondering where and when he got his lip busted open.
"Logan claims he got a note from Camille while he was out today."
Dumbfounded looks clouded the other boys faces as they wondered whether Logan had truly went insane.
"I think we need to have an intervention for Logan and try to snap him out of this. I know its killing him but seeing him like this is super depressing. We have never left a friend behind and we aren't going to start now. Are you with me?"
"Hell yes!" the taller of the two boys exclaimed.
"I hope that we can help him," Carlos said with tears in his eyes, thinking about Logan.
"It's settled then. I will figure out a time and a place and let you know when I get it all sorted."
The three boys shared a group hug before Kendall watched their taillights disappear into the warm California night.
A/N What did you think? This is a sequel to Just Can't Love You Back. Please Review!
