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I sighed and nuzzled the back of Logan’s neck. His painkillers had knocked him out, and he was sandwiched between us where he felt safest. I hated so much that this was the only thing we could do for him. I wanted to do more, but what was there for me to do?
“I’m trying,” I quietly told Ezra.
He hummed and stretched his arm over Logan’s body to splay his hand over my narrow hip. It didn’t take long before his breaths to even out, leaving me the only one awake in the room. I rolled onto my back and stared up at the dark ceiling, lit only by the moon shining in through the slit in my curtains.
Sleep.
That was a fucking joke. I couldn’t sleep.
How had I not seen the signs that were right in front of me? Logan never wanted us at his house. He got irrationally angry that time we showed up to check on him, and he had a bruise on his cheek. And he had been so evasive about answering any of the questions I threw in his direction.
I’d been blind as hell. So fucking stupid. So naive. I could have done something—could have helped him. He listened to me. I knew he did. Logan had a huge soft spot for me. If I’d asked him to, he would have permanently moved in here and never gone back to that house.
But I hadn’t. And he was severely injured because of it. Raped.
Logan suddenly shifted next to me, a low moan of pain crawling up his throat. He jerked. “No,” he mumbled.
Fuck.
“Logan?” I sat up and leaned over him, gently shaking him. My throat was too tight, my words coming out strangled. “Logan, wake up,” I pleaded. Tears blurred in my eyes, pain searing through my chest at the tormented look twisting his beautiful, bruised features.
“Stop,” he groaned, his brows pulling low over his eyes, pain tightening his features.
“Logan.” A sob built up in my throat, but I managed to swallow it down. “Logan, baby?—”
His eyes snapped open, locking on mine. My bottom lip trembled, tears burning in my eyes. He stared at me for a moment before finally blinking, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed.
“Pretty boy,” he rasped. I nodded, cupping his cheek. He shut his eyes, leaning his face into my touch. “Fuck,” he groaned. He sat up, Ezra’s arm falling to his lap. He gently moved Ezra’s arm aside before tugging me into his lap. I straddled his hips as he buried his face in the curve of my neck, his body beginning to tremble.
“Logan?” I croaked, my own tears burning in my eyes.
His breath shuddered out of him, and warm tears met the skin of my bare shoulder. I cradled the back of his head, my own tears sliding silently down my cheeks. Logan’s trembling increased until he was lightly shaking the bed, and I could do nothing but hold him, wishing I could make his pain mine so he didn’t have to live like this anymore.
Ezra jerked awake, his eyes snapping to us. Cursing, he moved in behind Logan, squeezing both of us in his arms. Logan sobbed then, the sound wrecking me. His hold on me tightened to the point it hurt and my breaths were constricted, but I didn’t say a word.
“I know, baby,” Ezra said softly, pressing soft kisses to Logan’s shoulder. “Just let it out. It’s going to be okay.”
Ezra cupped my cheek then, brushing some of my tears away. A sad smile tilted his lips, my pain reflected in his eyes. Logan looked up, and our eyes met. Ezra dropped his hand, and Logan’s hand took its place.
“Don’t cry for me, pretty boy.”
I sniffled. “I’ll cry for you if I want to,” I croaked, my voice raw.
He smiled then—a smile that reached his eyes for the first time in days. Laughing quietly, he stroked his thumb over my cheek. “I’ll be okay. I promise.”
I leaned forward, pausing right before my lips met his, swallowing thickly. It would hurt if he pushed me away, but I would understand.
Logan was traumatized.
After a moment, Logan lightly pecked my lips before quickly pulling back. I forced a smile to tilt my lips, even while my heart broke into more pieces in my chest.
Logan could barely manage intimacy like that anymore. I understood it. I did. I swore I fucking did.
But fuck, it hurt, too.
“I love you,” I croaked.
He rested his forehead against mine and sucked in a breath, though it sounded like it hurt him to do so. Ezra stroked his hands down Logan’s arms and rested his chin on Logan’s shoulder.
