Autumn
We walked out of that old gym hand in hand. I looked down at Logan's watch. Half past 2 in the morning. As we walked down the hill to the truck, the snow was falling in fat, heavy flakes a.sround us. It blanketed the streets in soft white fluffy clouds. Making it eerily silent. Under the golden street lights I stopped Logan in front of the truck.
"I have to ask you... How is it that you can be this understanding? After everything? How is it that you don't hate me." As the words came out I could see in my mind, him holding me on the old gym floor. I could feel the horrible pain, that I'd been holding in for years fall away. But that wasn't what I expected to happen.
"Hate you?... Autumn, if you think there is any way in this world that I could ever hate you, we have an even bigg
