Logan Mitchell Story: Chapter 8

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Logan's POV

I ended up sleeping in the bathtub. I awoke to someone knocking on the door. I couldn't make out the voice since I was still asleep.

"Staying in the bathroom won't change anything." I heard a voice say.

I groaned. "Shut the fuck up Dayton. I hate you." I snorted.

"You will be thanking us later." I rolled my eye.

"No I won't you honestly, don't know how much Carlos meant to me." I yelled through the bathroom door.

Not caring about anything, and knowing I had to get out of the house for therapy in an hour I brushed my teeth and walked out of the bathroom. I didn't even say anything to Dayton any more. I was to pissed off at him.

I went into the kitchen, making a bowl of cereal. I ate it in silence as Dayton, Parker, Krissy, and Jess all sat down with me eating their breakfast at the table. I ate even quicker I didn't want to be with them at all. I'd rather be at therapy, talking to Dr. Bob. Then being home, that says a lot coming from me.

As soon as I finished. Mr. Martian came into the kitchen telling me its time to go. I was so happy I ran out the door.

"Wow, Logan you've never been happy to go to therapy before." He said as a smile spread across his face.

"Yup, I just want to go to therapy. I love it." I lied.

Mr. Martian looked so proud of me. We got into the car and Mr. Martian drove to therapy.

I was dreading going, I said looking out the window, singing along to the song on the radio. I never had a good of a voice as James that's for sure.

Once we got there I was called right into Dr. Bob's office.

"It's nice to see you Logan." He said giving me a nice firm handshake.

"Like wise." I said lying.

Dr. Bob took out a notepad and paper, going back to where we left off. "Logan what we are going to talk about might be hard to talk about." He begun, I nodded my head and just listened to what he said.

"So, why were you chasing your brother around with a knife?" He asked me.

Flashback

"Logan, your so annoying." Drake shouted at me.

I rolled my eyes. "I didn't mean to touch it, I wanted to play hockey." I said innocently. And I handed him back his new hockey stick.

Drake and I used to play peewee hockey together. I was a lot better then he was but it was something we both had in common.

"I told you, that you couldn't use it. What are you dumb?" He asked me.

At his point Drake was pissing me off I couldn't stand him. I went down into the kitchen and got a knife. This needs to be done I thought.

I walked back into his room the knife in my hands. "You're going to pay." I said walking closer to him with the knife.

"Logan, don't." He said and ran away from me. I was chasing him around the house with the knife until my parents saw what's going on. They grabbed the knife away from me and sent me to my room immediately. I remember being grounded for life and then a few days later I was sent to the group home.

END OF FLASHBACK.

"I did it cause I was angry." I said being truthful.

"Well, your very lucky you didn't kill him."

"Yeah, I know." I said.

I know I didn't like Drake much, but he was my older brother and I do care about him. The only reason why I act like I don't care cause no matter what I did my parents will never pay attention to me.

I remember when I was grounded Drake stayed home with me.

FLASHBACK

"Mom, you guys go out, I'll stay home with Logan. I'm going to take good care of my little brother." He said putting his arm around my shoulder like we are best friends. My parents looked at us and smiled, "Oh, alright." They said trusting Drake.

Drake looked at me and smiled. "Logan don't go to your room, can we talk?" He questioned me.

I nodded, what else would I be able to do? I thought. Although we were just nine at the time we had a really big heart to heart.

"Logan, I'm sorry." He said looking at me.

"For what? Shouldn't I be the one who's sorry? I cause so much shit for everyone." I said.

"No, you don't cause shit. I'm sorry for just making you act out. You can't lie and say that you're doing this cause its fun. You're doing it for attention."

I nodded my head. "Yeah, I know." My own brother knows me better then I know myself.

He smiled, "Promise me this will change and we can be best friends."

I nodded my head. "Yeah, whatever makes you sleep better at night," He jumped for joy. He looked really happy and gave me a big hug. I hugged him back. I could tell he really meant that.

"I love you Logie, don't you ever forget that."

"I love you too." I said with a smile.

This was the first time my brother and I ever got along. I was happy we were actually not fighting and were going to back things better.

Then the next day, my parents sent me to Minnesota, to go to a group home. I liked living in Texas. Who knew my last day in Texas would be the last I've ever see it again. I never wanted to visit it. Going back would only make my hate of my family even more then I already did.

END OF FLASHBACK.

"Logan," Dr. Bob said napping me out of my flashback.

I looked up at him.

"I just said Drake died."

"WHAT," I shouted.

"Yeah, it was two years ago." He said.

"WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T I KNOW ABOUT MY OWN TWINS DEATH." I yelled.

"I was told not tell you."

I just broke down and cried. I couldn't deny after me and my brother had that talk I respected him on a whole new level. He meant something to me, even if I never showed it.

"It will be okay,"

"NO IT WON'T." I cried.

"Logan before you storm out, Drake wrote you a letter." He said handing me the letter.

I sat down and read the letter.

Dear Logan,

I know your probably reading this letter and like thank god my brother is gone. I know we never got along and when we were trying to make things better you had to go. Texas hasn't been the same.

I never did forgive mom and dad for sending you away. You just needed a friend, which is something I realized at the last second. Since you've been gone you didn't miss much. The house is a lot quieter, since your not there. We got a sister, named Daisy. She reminds me of you except she's not trying to kill the greatest Mitchell or burn down the house. But she has driven the car cause I told her too. I guess she's just like you. You can make her do anything. Just like you.

You know, bro I've missed you. This is the hardest thing I've had to do. Without my crazy twin brother I'm really nothing. You weren't in my life long enough you meant so much to me. Mr. Martian said you've been making good improvements. He said you're a changed man. I wish I was able to see it. He also said you've changed cause you promised me. Dude, you have no idea how happy I am. Mom and dad could care less. BUT I CARE ABOUT YOU, ALWAYS HAVE AND ALWAYS WILL.

Logan, I'm not sure how your feeling but I hope you understand I'm doing this because mom and dad are horrible parents. Since Daisy came they shut me out like they did to you. I'm truly sorry that none of us ever did get to know you, and I want you to know I begged mom and dad to let Daisy see you. But they said they didn't want someone to be around someone as crazy as you. I know deep down your not at all crazy just misunderstood.

Logan I love you. Please forgive me. Keep your promise you made to me. Be the great guy that you are. I know you will go very far in life. Don't let my death effect you. Just remember me by the brother who believed in you. Even if I didn't show it I always did. You always were my best friend.

Love,

Drake

His letter made everything worse. All the pain I had from before. Finding out about his death I folded the note and placed it in my pocket. I walked out of the room and to Mr. Martian. He knew I was ready to leave. He just grabbed his car keys and we left the building. I was about to take out my phone and text Carlos, but I remembered he wouldn't talk to me and I know that Kendall and James won't talk to me. I sighed, the one time I need my friends I knew they wouldn't be there for me.

We got into the car and Mr. Martian drove off. On the way home I cried. I just needed my friends. I needed Carlos more then ever but he was gone.

Once we got home I laid on my bed and just reread Drake's letter.

"I wish you were here, buddy." I said missing my brother more then ever. I know I clearly stated I wish I killed my brother when I had a chance. That was a lie. I only said that cause I was hurt. I was hurt my parents gave him the attention I craved. But now he's gone I miss him. He had good intentions and really did care about me. I cried even more. My life is slowly crumbling.

I just fell asleep. Not even waking up till the next morning, which was school. Usually I loved school but today I just didn't even want to go. Carlos was going to be there and he was going to break up with me I just knew it.

I got up and showered. Still going on with my life ignoring everyone except Mr. Martian. When I finished breakfast I took the car not even driving everyone else. They can find another way to get to school. I thought to myself.

I got into Jess' parking spot since she usually drove to school. I went to my locker receiving dirty looks from James and Kendall. I sighed walking shutting my locker and walked to my next class. I guess Carlos told them what I said. I don't blame him for not talking to me.

I walked into my History class, which Carlos was in. When Carlos got into class he usually took the seat next to me, but today he didn't. I sighed wishing he did. I wasn't paying any attention in class. I didn't even take notes. I was writing a letter to Carlos. I needed to find a way to tell him I was sorry. He meant everything to me, and he needed to know that.

Finally the bell rang.

"Logan," I heard a short latino boy shout.

I could recognize that voice anywhere. It was Carlos. But what did he want.

"Yeah," I said being hopeful.

"We need to talk." He said looking at the floor and then at me.