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Struck By Thunder
Chapter Ten; Let's Live It For Us.
Within an instant of Brooke going to check back on Elizabeth, the mood changed. Logan sat there, staring blankly at the television, questions swimming through his mind. He had only seen both Evan and Elizabeth talking only mere hours ago. Sure, they were arguing, but that didn't change a thing. It's not like Elizabeth had anything to do with his accident. The faint sound of sobbing could still be heard in the background, combined with the moving of feet against the floorboards.
"Do you think we should go with them?" Francis asked Julian, worry glossing his face.
"I'm not sure," Julian replied. "Elizabeth might just want her moms. She might not even go at all."
"Don't say that," Francis frowned, his eyebrows creasing. "Elizabeth and Evan have been friends for years, of course she's going to want to see him."
For years. If only they knew that none of it was true. For both Evan and Logan. A small sigh escaped Logan's lips as James entered the room, phone and car keys gripped in hand. His face looked slightly panicked, slight flushes of red dotting around his tanned skin.
"I'm gonna drive Elizabeth to the hospital. Mom and Joanna are staying here," James stepped into the room, throwing his phone at Logan. "You. You're coming with me."
Logan's eyebrows dropped as he looked at his Dad and Francis. It wasn't that he didn't want to go, he just didn't feel the need since he barely knew Evan, and in reality, he didn't know Elizabeth.
"Yes Logan, go, keep James company. Are you coming back?" Francis asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well," James stopped, readying his answer as if his life depended on it. "Because of the state Liz is in, Mom called up her friend Belle and asked if she could stay the night."
"Why doesn't she just stay here?" Logan quipped in.
"When she's like this, no-one can help her," James frowned. "It's weird, but usually when she's upset, she goes and stays at Evan's. But since it's Evan, Belle will have to do."
"Are you dropping her off there?" Francis quickly interjected.
"Yeah." James nodded.
"And you're coming back?"
"That's the thing.." James trailed off, looking at the window, keeping his eyes away from his father. "I was.. K-Kinda hoping to drop Liz off at Belle's and then stay at Kendall's, since it's a lot closer to both the hospital and the school and you know how dangerous it can be driving at night.."
Logan's eyebrows furrowed, confusion spreading across his face. But if James wanted to stay at Kendall's, but he also asked Logan to come with him, where would Logan go?
"And Logan?" Francis asked the question Logan was thinking.
James put his arms out, defensively, one of his fingers pointing to his phone in Logan's lap. "I already called Kendall and he said it would be fine and then I called Carlos, just to see about Logan. They live down the same street."
Before either Julian or Francis could question or say yes to James' well thought out argument, Elizabeth had appeared behind the taller brunette, body slightly shaking as tears streamed down her cheeks silently. Her face was bright red, hair flying out in different directions. She sadly smiled, allowing more tears to roll down her face and fall to the floor.
"Let's get going," James said as he turned to face Elizabeth, rubbing his hand on her shoulder for apparent comfort. "You coming Logan?"
"Yeah, I guess." Logan responded, clutching on James' phone as he got and followed them out.
The journey was quiet. Rain poured down from the sky, hammering against the windshield, the wipers desperately clearing it so James could see as he drove. The faint hum of the radio kept the mood from being completely silent, combined with the odd sniff and sob from a broken Elizabeth in the back seat.
"The rain's coming down hard.." Logan furrowed his eyebrows, looking through the windshield and at the sky.
"That's what she said." James chuckled lightly under his breath, turning to face Logan for a split second, noticing the genius' frown.
Logan opened his mouth, ready to respond and scold, before James beat him to it.
"I know, not appropriate. But damn, Kendall would be so proud of me for that." James smiled, fixing his eyes back on the road.
Surprisingly, James' comment was refreshing in such a dark atmosphere, that Logan couldn't help but smile at it. It was weird, going to see Evan, all beaten up and bloody, when only a few hours ago, he was fine and admitted to being different. To being from the same place as Logan, the real world.
"I'm sure he would." Logan responded, eyes fixated on the windshield. The sky quickly lit up an electric blue, a roar of thunder followed by the crackle of lightning, piercing through the gloomy clouds.
As much as he didn't want to think it, the lightning looked oddly familiar. Just like the day that transported Logan. Only this time, it was at night. Maybe it was just him being paranoid or him being a bit over the edge with the news from Evan. But either way, the way the lightning rocketed through the sky was omnious.
The car slowed down, the noise of the wheels scratching against the gravel becoming more obviously. James sighed as he pulled the keys from the ignition, turning to face Elizabeth in the back seat. Logans copied the motion, noticing that Liz had stopped crying, but more or less was still distraught. With a bright red face and the shine of fresh tears on her cheeks, it was obvious she had been crying. But something about it seemed a little odd. Logan knew he would cry if one of his close friends or Carlos, for that matter, had got hurt and were in the hospital. But not completely broken like Elizabeth was. Except maybe for Carlos.
The three opened the car doors, rushing for the entrance to the hospital. The smell of medicine and soap wavered through the air, a polite and neatly dressed woman sat behind the counter. They approached, James taking the lead and the protector role.
"Hi, I was wondering if you knew which room Evan Wilde was in?" James asked politely.
"Sure, sweetheart," The woman began tapping on her keyboard, staring at the screen through the top of her glasses, before pointing down a long corridor. "He's in Room 2B."
"Thank you." James smiled, walking ahead.
Logan, on the other hand, stayed back and kept at the same speed as Elizabeth. Something was bothering him, and being the genius that he was, he needed to find out. Just like everything, Logan wouldn't be satisfied unless he had an answer that he felt was correct.
"Hey, don't worry, I'm sure he'll pull through," Logan urged Elizabeth with a sympathetic smile. "He's a fighter."
Elizabeth only nodded, allowing a single tear to roll down her cheek from her sea green eyes.
"Plus, he's in great hands, you should know that more than anyone, seeing as we created that lotion, remember?" Logan nudged her, trying to lighten the mood, if not for him then for the sake of both Elizabeth and Evan. Being sad wouldn't change anything.
"Y-Y-Yeah, I remember.." Elizabeth whispered, looking up through teary eyes to see James stop in front of a door, knocking before twisting the handle and entering. "D-D-Do you think he'll live?"
"Of course, Liz, as long as you believe, I'm sure he'll pull through." Logan responded with a sweet smile.
Taking a breath, Elizabeth followed James into the room. Logan waited for a moment, collecting his scattered thoughts. Evan admitted being different. Evan explained it. Evan and Elizabeth argued. Evan got attacked. Evan's now in hospital, fighting for his life. Taking a deep breath, Logan let a small sigh escape past his lips as he passed through the doorway. Smothered underneath the sheets was Evan, only his head and bare arms on show.
His facial features were distorted, violet bruises littering them, red areas for the more vulnerable area. One eyes was swollen and a vivid purple, his lip swollen and a dry bit of blood stained against his chin. Everything about Evan didn't look the same. His arms were now a funny green colour, bruises forming all up and down, even a few cuts. Some little and minor, others deeper and more harsh looking.
Logan's eyes flicked around the room, noticing James sat in a chair, Elizabeth squeezing onto Evan's hand. The whole sight was too much. His stomach began to flip in a frenzy, rising through his body, his throat becoming scratchy. Reality hit harder than before, realising that Evan was attacked for one possible reason and that was the reason he had admitted to Logan only hours ago.
About being a breeder.
His mind began to cloud as question after answer after question popped in. Someone must have overheard, otherwise, they wouldn't have known. There was an eavesdropper. That meant that they could have found out Logan was from another world, and obviously, that would cause unwanted trouble and confliction.
Everything could turn just the way they were before. And that was something Logan couldn't handle.
"Logan, are you okay?" James asked quietly from his seat, furrowing his eyebrows.
"I don't feel good.." Logan meekly replied. "I-I-I might just walk to Carlos'.."
"In the pouring rain? Are you mad?" James' eyebrows only dropped further, his eyes glossed with confusion. "You can get really sick."
"I-I-I just n-need to get out of here," Logan rubbed at the back of his neck, bringing his fingers through the ruffles of his hair. "I-I gotta go.."
"L-Logan!"
But Logan didn't respond. Instead, he turned on his heel, walking as fast as his legs could carry him, straight out the hospital. The smell of the medicine made his stomach flip more, everything become worse. The doors slid open, the thundering sound of rain slamming against the concrete. Without even thinking, Logan ran out, allowing the rain to smother his body. His clothes began to clinge to him, hair losing it's bounce.
But it didn't matter. None of it mattered.
Every step only dragged out the current thought on his mind. If people found out about Evan, through their conversation, then people could easily find that Logan doesn't technically belong in their society. Just like the real world, the torture and relentless bullying would begin.
The soft amber glow of the streetlights allowed Logan to know where he was going. Thankfully, he knew Carlos' address. Well, his real world address. Back there, Logan made a note on Carlos for everything. Quirks, likes, dislikes.. You name it, Logan made a mental note of it as he clung to the hope that the Latino would sooner or later be his. Logan squeezed his eyes shut, desperate to avoid rain in his eyes, the droplets becoming harder and faster.
Then, he lost his footing. One puddle he stomped through splashed water up his leg, so, he tried to avoid the next. Only missing it completely and losing his balance. Quickly, his body tumbled to the floor, water flying into the air as his knee slammed against the concrete. Pain roared through his body, but through the haze, Logan could see Carlos' house in the distance, a faint glow from the downstairs window.
Pulling in every ounce of effort, Logan struggled to his feet and staggered to the door desperately.
He had no idea what was wrong with him, but the the days events hade taken their toll. Swinging the gate open, a small thud against the hinges as another dagger of lightning shot through the sky, Logan staggered up the steps. Balling his fist, he pounded against the door, deep heavy breaths breaking through his lips. The door swung open, streams of the warm light illuminating outwards.
"Logan?" Carlos said a little shocked, taking in the image of a soaking wet Logan.
"I-I-I'm h-here to s-sleep." Logan stuttered out, a mixture of emotions and being cold.
"You're insane, get inside." Carlos lightly laughed, stepping aside and allowing the brunette to enter. Instantly, warmth smothered him as another wave of pain rushed up his leg.
"What the-" Carlos' eyes widened as he stared at the ripped jeans, a deep gash running along Logan's knee. "Did you fall?"
Logan nodded, shaking as water dripped off his body.
"Wait here, let me get you some clean clothes and a towel." Carlos replied with a worried look, rushing upstairs.
The fire crackled slightly, amber dancing along the wood, spitting out sparks. A small sigh pushed through Logan's lips, just as Carlos entered the room.
"You're lucky my Mom and sister aren't home, otherwise, they'd kill me for a having a boy around," Carlos lightly chuckled, sitting down on the floor next to Logan, in front of the fire. "But seriously, Logan, why did you walk here in a thunderstorm?"
Logan opened his mouth, ready to explain, when nothing came out. He didn't have a reason. Not a lie, anyway, and telling the truth was never going to help.
"Logan.." Carlos sighed, placing his hand on Logan's good knee. "Why did you walk here in a thunderstorm?"
"I just.. I needed someone." Logan stammered out.
"You had James and Elizabeth, sure Elizabeth was occupied with the whole Evan thing.." Carlos frowned slightly. "But they were there for you, as well."
Logan tugged on the blanket wrapped around him, pulling it in tight for comfort. "I know. I just.. Needed space from family."
Carlos nodded, laughing slightly as he adjusted his seating, moving just a tad closer to Logan. "As I repeat, good thing my family ain't home."
"Thank you for doing this, Car, it means a lot." Logan smiled.
"Don't mention it," Carlos said as he pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his unders around it as he stared at the fire. "I'm always here for you Logie. Day or night, sun or rain, I'm here."
If angels could descend and sing, they would. His whole body felt as light as a feather, lifting graciously from the ground, floating. His heart switched between fluttering and hammering against his chest, different emotions rolling over each other rapidly. He was nervous but happy, giddy but determined and more importantly, something that was obvious, he felt something strong than just a crush.
Without even registering a thought, Logan leaned over, placing his hand on Carlos' arm. Instantly, the Latino turned to face him, dropping his arms from his knees. He smiled, the obvious intense atmosphere closing in on them. Swiftly but sweetly, Logan placed a kiss on Carlos' tanned cheek, only this time, backing away so that only a few metres were between them.
"Can I.." Carlos breathed, his breath mixing with Logan.
Logan nodded. "Can you?.."
"Can I.. Kiss you?" Carlos breathed again.
"I was hoping you'd ask." Logan lightly smirked, leaning his body in and letting his lips collide with Carlos'.
Fireworks rocketed in his mind, their colours filling up the night sky in a roar of crackles and hisses. Anything that was good in the world was happening. It was as if time had completely frozen, the only people that mattered being the pair, sharing their passionate and sweet kiss. They moved in sync, grinding against each other, lips opening and closing in perfect harmony. It was right. They were right.
A small pop filled the quiet room as the pair split. Logan's eyelids opened, his orbs focused in on Carlos' dark, chocolate eyes. Leaning away, Logan leaned his forehead against the Latino's, allowing their breath to escape their body, mingle in the air and then disappear, united.
"I've been wanting to do that forever." Carlos admitted.
"You don't even want to know how long I've waited for that." Logan lightly chortled.
Inside, Logan died a little. He had waited so long for it. So long, that, he couldn't even count how many days, weeks, months we wished and prayed for the moment the love of his life would notice him finally. But after today, after finding out everything that would happen in a matter of months, everything he ever wanted that was given to him would be ripped away, combined with Evan being attacked over the possibility of admitting something in a private conversation with Logan that could happen to him.. It was like the worlds were crossing.
And worse of all.. Logan feared that once again, he would find himself on the outer ring of society.
But at that moment of time, he had one thing. One thing he was so sure of. Carlos. But if time was running out, he needed to act fast.
Logan pushed his lips in again, smothering them against Carlos, both boys erotically gasping for air. Logan's pale hands travelled along Carlos' body, running over his abs, fingers curling at the top and lifting it up, gently touching against the caramel skin.
"L-Logan.." Carlos murmured through the kissing.
Logan pulled back, stopping, staring longingly at Carlos. "What?"
"Are you sure?" Carlos asked.
"Yeah," Logan breathed, out of breath. "It's now or never, right? Live for the moment and all that crap."
Carlos lightly chuckled, leaning back into the kiss as he pushed Logan onto his back, towering over him, the amber flames dancing as the boys shared their love.
It was only a matter of time, but for now, whatever was to happen, Logan needed to enjoy it. Taste it. Indulge in it and more importantly, live it.
No smut, I'm afraid. Whilst this story is M, it's for other reasons like the language. I don't feel smut works in the story unless it's called for, which I don't think is ready for this one. It might happen, one day, but not yet. But yes, they had sex. Woo for an emotionally messed up Logan and comforting and cute Carlos!
Hey, this makes them an item now, so love me. Please?
Updating schedule should return.. Might waver a little, but should not be as long of a wait.
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