LOGINHUTLogan was still trying to catch his breath when he heard the whistle blow from the football field. Practice was starting. He looked down at himself and quickly fixed his clothes, checking that everything looked good before leaving the area beneath the bleachers. Underneath there was darker and cooler than outside, where sun was shining on brightly colored fields, metal seats casting dark shadows on the grass, vibration of footsteps constantly filling the whole structure.Sophie was standing next to him, smoothing out her hair and her clothes. She checked her reflection in her black phone screen and made sure her makeup was done. Then she smiled at Logan and Logan did not smile back. He only looked away and fidgeted with his sleeve, then his collar, his belt and his shirt again.Sophie noticed. Her smile vanished and she put her phone away. "What's wrong with you?"Logan did not say anything, only adjusted his clothes again.Sophie approached. "Logan."He sighed. "What?""What the
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO: THE ATTENTION HE WANTED 2 Logan stared after them, his chest tightening as he watched them walk away. Just as he was about opening his mouth to really calm him this time, Sophie pulled away from him. "Logan?" He blinked. "Yeah?" She frowned. "You haven't paid attention to me." She tilted her head. “Is everything okay? Since… last night, you've just been… different.” Logan grabbed her hand and pulled her back slightly before shoving his hands deep into his pockets. "I am fine," he said simply. "Are you sure?" Sophie asked, not ready to let her worry go. "Yeah." Sophie looked at him for a second and smiled. "We'll meet underneath the bleachers before you practice." Logan looked at her. "Why?" "Because I said so." Sophie leaned in, standing on her toe as she whispered into his ear. "I have something… nice planned for you." Logan closed his eyes, already exhausted knowing what her ‘plan’ was going to be. "Sophie–" "I will be there, waiting," she said as s
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO: THE ATTENTION HE WANTED 2Logan stared after them, his chest tightening as he watched them walk away. Just as he was about opening his mouth to really calm him this time, Sophie pulled away from him. "Logan?"He blinked. "Yeah?"She frowned. "You haven't paid attention to me." She tilted her head. “Is everything okay? Since… last night, you've just been… different.”Logan grabbed her hand and pulled her back slightly before shoving his hands deep into his pockets. "I am fine," he said simply. "Are you sure?" Sophie asked, not ready to let her worry go. "Yeah."Sophie looked at him for a second and smiled. "We'll meet underneath the bleachers before you practice."Logan looked at her. "Why?""Because I said so." Sophie leaned in, standing on her toe as she whispered into his ear. "I have something… nice planned for you." Logan closed his eyes, already exhausted knowing what her ‘plan’ was going to be. "Sophie–" "I will be there, waiting," she said as she patted h
WHAT THE RAIN COULDN'T WASH AWAYLogan's shirt was already soaked by the time he got to the end of the street, but he continued to walk without slowing down. Neither did he bother with his hood. The rain felt surprisingly fresh and exhilarating like the only spot on Earth where one could feel everything so clear. He could feel water pouring down on his neck and through the collar of his shirt, he could feel his shoes splashing on the wet road, but none of that seemed important to him now. He had to move; he needed to be anywhere but that room and that bed where Sophie had lain.The streetlights above flashed in the pouring rain, their light shining on the wet asphalt in bright orange lines. Logan kept walking, his hands in the pockets of his jacket, his breath barely noticeable against the warm air of summer.He took out the crumpled cigarette package which he'd hidden there earlier, only two cigarettes left. He picked one up with his wet fingers and put it into his mouth, rummaging i
THE ATTENTION HE WANTED 2 Logan stared after them, his chest tightening as he watched them walk away. Just as he was about opening his mouth to really calm him this time, Sophie pulled away from him. "Logan?" He blinked. "Yeah?" She frowned. "You haven't paid attention to me." She tilted her head. “Is everything okay? Since… last night, you've just been… different.” Logan grabbed her hand and pulled her back slightly before shoving his hands deep into his pockets. "I am fine," he said simply. "Are you sure?" Sophie asked, not ready to let her worry go. "Yeah." Sophie looked at him for a second and smiled. "We'll meet underneath the bleachers before you practice." Logan looked at her. "Why?" "Because I said so." Sophie leaned in, standing on her toe as she whispered into his ear. "I have something… nice planned for you." Logan closed his eyes, already exhausted knowing what her ‘plan’ was going to be. "Sophie–" "I will be there, waiting," she said as she patted him on the
THE ATTENTION HE WANTED 1 The air that morning was colder than Logan expected it to be. He stepped out of the black SUV and put his backpack on his shoulder, gazing at the school building he was familiar with. Its glass entrance reflected the pale sun rays, while the students crowded the passage in groups of two or three, holding coffee cups or laughing out loud on their way to their classes. Lucas approached him and closed the car door. None of them said a word. They’d hardly communicated since the previous night, and, strangely enough, Logan preferred it that way. After all, he had no idea what his brother was going to say to him. Whatever he had in mind was the last thing he wanted to listen to at this time in the morning. So the silence was the best option they had. The brothers went along the sidewalk silently and their footsteps fell almost simultaneously on its concrete surface, but none of them turned their eyes to the other. Logan cast a glance at Lucas. He was wearing







