Chapter 113

**Megan**

My eyes widen and I feel my mouth go dry and that ache that comes at the bottom of your throat when you’re about to cry and you try to stop yourself. I heard what he just said but I don’t know if I believe it. Why does he think that? What have I done? I thought we were doing good. What’s happened? Is it because of last night, did I do everything wrong? Have I become unappealing to him? He saw me naked, that will be the reason, he hates the sight of my body that’s why. We were fine before he went in the shower. I don’t understand.

“I don’t understand,” I say and I can’t hear my own voice over the thud of my heartbeat in my ears. “Why?” I stutter. I try to gulp down the ache but it just makes it worse. “What have I done?” I ask.

“It’s for the best,” he says, still not looking at me. Why won’t he look at me?

“What do you mean?” I ask and I can feel myself getting angry at him.

“Too many people know about us and it’s just for the best,” he says and finally looks at me.

“No, I’m not accepting that,” I say and I can feel my tears break through. He stands up and reaches towards me.

“Don’t cry, please don't cry,” he says.

“Don’t cry, how can I not, I don’t understand this, we were fine ten minutes ago and now you’re telling me you want to break up, why are you saying this?” I ask stepping away from him.

“Megan we have to break up, we’re not right for each other, I’m not right for you and well it’s just not working out,” he says

“How?” I ask.

“Well look at us, we can’t even be together in the long run because of the fact I’m your teacher, I’ve cheated on you once already and...and,” he looks at me and takes a deep breath “we can’t exactly be intimate so it’s obviously not a right time for you,”

“This is about sex,” I state.

“No,” he sighs deeply and sits back onto the bed moving his head into his hands,”I’m sorry,” he says. I walk to the wall and sit down moving my legs to my chest.

“Don’t do this Logan,” I say looking at him. He looks at me and and then looks away.

“Megan, just accept it,” he snaps, and stands up. “I’ve told you the reasons, why are you being so difficult,”

“Because, I think it’s bullshit,” I say now standing up.

“It’s not, I just think it’s better if we stop this relationship and go back to being friends,” he explains.

“We’ve never been friends,” I say folding my arms across my chest.

“Yeah we were,” he argues and his face turns into a frown.

“Oh do you make out with all your friends?” I ask sarcastically. “Because if that is so, even then we were never friends, if so, I was just a toy for you to play with”, I add to rile him up.

“Fine, we can be friends,” he says and walks towards me.

“Oh thanks give me the ‘lets just be friends’ speech, is that really what I deserve?” I ask. He moves his hands to my arms and strokes up and down my arm.

“Don’t be like that,” he says looking at me. I frown at him and shrug his hands off me.

“Fine lets be friends, lets see how much you like us being ‘friends’ shall we,” I snap and walk off to the wardrobe. He wants to be friends with me then fine. Let’ see how long he can act like a friend.

“What are you doing?” he asks following me.

“Packing my things, I don’t want to stay here anymore, I’ll phone my grandfather and get him to book me a flight,” I say.

“Why?” he asks.

“Because we only came here to sort out our relationship but now we’ve broken up there’s no point in me staying here, so I want to go home and move out of the house before you come back,” I explain.

“Why? You don’t have to do that,”

“Yes I do, I don’t want to be anywhere near you, you want to break up with me and I want nothing to do with you,” I say taking my suitcase and opening it up.

“Megan, please stay,” he pleads.

“Why?” I ask him now looking at him. I can’t stop myself from crying.

“Please don’t cry,” he says moving a piece of hair from my face and tucking it behind my ear. His thumb strokes my cheek and he pulls me close to him. “I’m sorry,” he says “I just know it’s for the best,” he says.

“No it’s not,” I cry “you’re breaking my heart for no reason,” I sob. He hugs me tightly as I cry into his bare chest.

“Don’t say that,” he says moving my head so I face him. He wipes my cheeks with his thumbs and leans in to kiss me. I slowly kiss him back and wrap my arms around his neck. He lifts me and presses me against the full length mirror. This kiss is so confusing, he’s telling me he wants to break up with me , yet he’s kissing me like he always does. I pull away from him as he slowly lowers me back to my feet. His hands move up to my face and move round my neck. “I’m sorry,” he says quietly and presses his lips to my forehead. I bite my top lip and close my eyes. Is this it? We’re actually breaking up and his actual reason behind it is, ‘it’s for the best’ I don’t think I can accept that.

“Don’t,” I say as he goes to move his hand from me. I look up at him to see his reaction and he almost looks upset. He pulls his hands out from under mine.

“If you speak to David he’ll organise the flights for you,” he says.

“No Logan please,” I beg following him out of the wardrobe. I get in front of him “please don’t do this,” I beg.

“David will also pick up my things from this room tonight,” he says not really looking at me.

“Logan please, whatever I’ve done I’m sorry, please, I love you please just don’t go through with this,” I cry. I need him in my life, he is the only person stopping me from topping myself, the only person I will ever trust again and without him I’m gone. He looks at me now and then away. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes as if he’s calming himself. Is he angry with me? “I need you,” I say quietly. He shakes his head.

“I’ve made up my mind, I don’t want you anymore,” he says and walks around me to open the door and walk out slamming it behind him.

**Logan**

As soon as  Megan said those words I nearly broke, I had to do it. What else could I have done? Telling her what my uncle has said wasn’t going to change anything we’d break up at the end of the year regardless. I’ll be moving back here. She will have to stay in America and finish high school and she’d most likely move on.

“What's going on?” I hear Carl say. I look at him and I see him stood with Yasmin.

“We’ve broken up,” I say and walk off to my room and shut the door behind me. I take out my phone and start to call my uncle. He answers after a few rings.

“Why are you calling me I’m downstairs?” he asks.

“We’ve broke up,” I say and put the phone down on him.

**Carl**

“I don’t understand,” Yasmin says as she comforts Megan. I don’t think I understand either, he loves her he’d only do something like this if she was going to get hurt but even then it would take a big threat. “Did he give you a reason?” Yasmin asks.

“He just said it’s for the best,” Megan says and stands up.

“Where you going?” Yasmin asks.

“I’m going to finish packing, there’s no point staying here now,” she says and walks off into the walk in wardrobe. Yasmin looks at me and I shrug.

“Do you get it?” she asks me. I shake my head “It’s for the best,’ that’s a weird reason, for the best in what way?” she asks.

“I don’t know Yasmin,” I say “I’ll go see,” I add and walk out of Logan’s room shutting the door behind me. I walk towards the guestroom Logan had walked into. I slowly open the door to see Logan sat on the bed playing with something in his hands.

“Come to have a go at me?” he asks now turning to look at me.

“No, I came to ask ‘why?’” I say. He look away from me and I walk towards him. Max comes running in most likely from a walk, I know that David likes to walk him a lot. He runs to Logan and he starts to pet him.

“Because she would have broken up with me,” he says and places what he was playing with on the bedside table. I sit on the bed next to him but facing him.

“Why would she?” I ask.

“My uncle has promised to tell her everything and well I have to move back here this christmas,” he states.

“That bastard, why didn’t you tell me any of this,” I snap at him.

“What difference would it make,” he argues back. “I’d still have to leave and he’d still tell her so she’d either leave me or I hurt her later on which do you think’s better,” he pauses “it wasn’t easy,” he adds and looks away.

“I can tell,” I say and lean forward to stroke Max.

“What is she doing?”

“Packing, she doesn’t see the point in staying,” I say and he sighs.

“As I thought, well I’m going out,” he says standing up and reaching to the bedside table. “Give this to my uncle,” he says and holding a small resealable bag out to me. I frown as I take it to look at it more to see remnants of brown powder. Fear raises through me, if he’s planning what I think he’s planning it’s not good. I walk out after him , I get to the top of the stairs to see him walk past his uncle slamming the door shut behind me.

“Where he going?” his uncle asks.

“Where do you think,” I snap and shoving the empty resealable bag in his chest. “You’re a fuckwit, you have no idea what you have caused,” I snap at him and walk out after Logan. I have to stay with him otherwise he’ll be out of control.