Logan Mitchell Story: Chapter 3

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Thanks for the reviews, and sorry I took forever to write a new chapter work makes me sleepy.

Logan's POV

I got home from seeing Dr. Bob only cause I walked out of my appointment. But in all honesty I don't care. I was just angry with myself for being such an asshole to the person I love the most, Carlos and second Kendall and James. They didn't deserve to be treated that way.

I sighed as Mr. Martian drove home. He wasn't angry with me walking out of therapy, I guess he was so used to it in the first place, since I did it a lot.

We got home and I was told no TV by Mr. Martian, since I broke curfew last night. That didn't bother me. I had a whole bunch of chores to get working on. I began my afternoon, doing the laundry. Once I finished with that, I started folding my clothes and putting them away. Lastly, I decided to clean up my side of the room. I was the messiest one in the group home.

It was now dinnertime by the time I had finished doing my chores. I smiled since we ordered pizza, my favorite. Usually, I make conversation with the others. But, my boyfriend always seemed to be on my mind. I finished dinner and decided I'd go out since I was allowed out of the house. I walked on foot to Carlos' house.

"Hey, Mr. Garcia." I said as he answered the door.

"Hey, Logan." He greeted.

"Is Carlos home?"

"Yeah, please come in."

I walked into his untidy home, since Carlos' mother died after giving birth to him; neither him nor his father never really cares to clean the house. The one thing that is very shocking is Carlos' room is so neat and organized you'd think he'd want to clean the whole house, cause he's a neat freak but he said he didn't want to take the time to clean the whole house. So he never did.

"Carlos, you have a visitor." Mr. Garcia yelled, and walked out of the room.

Carlos came rushing down the steps, not expecting to see me; his smile fell off his face.

"Oh, it is you." He said dully.

"Can we talk?" I asked.

He looked around the room fidgeting, still no response.

"Well, I take that as a no then." I said, as I walked towards the door.

"Make it quick, I'm hanging out with Kendall and James." He replied.

"Fine, I'm sorry for the way I was acting. I shouldn't be taking out my anger on you. You are right, I should be telling you everything." I said hoping he'd forgive me.

"I forgive you babe." He said coming off the steps and giving me a kiss on the lips.

"I think I need to head home." I said. "I just need to do something there. I will hopefully see you later." I said giving him one last kiss on the lips.

I walked home, and I was thinking to myself, am I really going to tell Mr. Martian I'm gay. I asked myself nervously. I knew I had to do it. Carlos already told his dad and he seemed to be fine with it, I just hope, Mr. Martian is too. Before I knew it I was home.

I came rushing into the room looking all over the house for Mr. Martian. I finally found him with everyone watching a movie. I stepped in front of the TV screen. Everyone was shouting for me to move.

"Mr. Martian," I said.

"Logan is this important?" He asked.

I nodded my head, "Yes, very."

"Alright boy, proceed."

"I'm gay."

Mr. Martian paused the screen and walked out of the room. I looked over to see my two best friends smiling back at me. They have always said I should come out, but I never listened to them. I'm so glad I finally did.

"LOGAN MITCHELL GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE NOW," Mr. Martian yelled, from the hallway.

I did what I was told and walked into the hallway, I just hope I'm not in trouble.