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Chapter 20 ~ Missing Parts

:::LOGAN DANIELS:::

I was sitting on my bedroom floor, blasting my music. My mother had repeatedly tried to get in and calm me down, but I ignored her and simply locked my door.

I wanted to be alone.

Greenday began playing a slow song and after a few seconds, I recognized the song. I hated how it was slow, being Wake Me Up When September Ends. I took the bottle of bourbon and took another swig, feeling it burn down to my chest.

I ended everything with Lacey. 

I hadn't heard from her or anyone, really. I kept my phone besides me, ringer full blast, wishing she would call. I wanted to be back with her. To be able to hold her while I sleep. But at the same time, I prayed she wouldn't.

Because without a doubt, I would ask for her back. 

And for the life of me, I won't hurt her. 

But hadn't I already? A surge of anger burst through me. Why couldn't it have worked? It could have, at least I hope it could have. But I ruined it. I chugged down the rest of the bottle. Dad would be pissed I drank three bottles of his liquor.

Maybe he'll send me fa away to boot camp. 

I clenched the bottle between my hands, holding on tight. All of a sudden, the glass burst between my grip, shards digging to my skin. I hissed out a string of curse words. 

Standing up, I went to my bathroom which was connected to the side of my room. I snatched a hand towel off the rack and quickly wrapped it around my wrist. 

If Lacey were here, she could actually fix this. 

I sighed and trudged back into my room. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw Lisa Hatch sitting criss-cross-applesauce on my bed. 

I was just about to ask why the hell she was here but she beat me to it. "Where is Lacey?" she asked, getting straight to the point. I fronted and stepped closer. "What do you mean? I dropped her off at home." I told Lisa.

Lisa shook her head, her blonde bangs falling into her eyes. "No. I got home twenty minutes ago and Lacey wasn't there. She won't answer her phone either. I thought she would be here." Lisa explained quickly. 

I let out a deep breath. Great, Lacey was missing and nobody could reach her. "Did you try calling Cameron?" I suggested. Lisa nodded. "On a date with Halie. Cam even tried to call her." I threw my head back and stared at the ceiling. 

As if that would help.

"Well?" Lisa asked impatiently. 

"I'm thinking!" I snapped. Lisa muttered a few incoherent words before speaking louder. "Why would Lacey leave like that and not tell anyone?" she mumbled to no one in particular. I guess I should tell her. I clenched my hand around  my other bloody hand. 

"I, uh," I couldn't seem to spit the words out. It was as if I said I had broke up with her out loud, it would really come true. I licked my lips. "What is it? Tell me." Lisa prodded, standing off my bed. I looked anywhere but her pricing blue eyes. 

"Logan, spit it out." She demanded. 

"We broke up." I finally blurted. Her eyebrows scrunched up and she cocked her head at me. "She ended things with you?" Lisa rephrased. I shook my head. "N-no. I did." I admitted painfully. 

I didn't expect the slap across my face. 

Lisa's face was turning pink with anger. "Why?" she hissed at me. I turned and threw the bloody rag in the trash bin by my desk. I shrugged meekly. If I told her the truth, would she even believe me? "Answer me like a man, Logan." Lisa was extremely pissed.