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I woke up to an empty bed, we made love again last night and yet I didn't feel much better than before. Something had changed between us and I wasn't sure if it was solely my fault or if something changed with Logan too.

I don't want to be selfish or make him feel trapped, but this is something I want. It's okay to put my foot down every once in a while... right?

With a sigh, I got up and completed my morning routine. I left my hair in it's wild, unbrushed state and went downstairs to get something to eat. I wasn't much of a cooker, I could really only make eggs and toast.

So I always make sure to get an abundance of fruit since Logan does all the cooking. I messily cut up watermelon, cantaloupe, strawberries and toss in some grapes. I was probably going to regret taking in all this sugar later but fuck it, I deserve to eat in peace. My figure will go to shit anyways, why not embrace it.

I flicked on the tv and turned to spongebob. I don't care that I'm in my mid-twenties, I still love me some Nickelodeon.

I was laughing at the stupidest things when I heard Logan's phone ring. I knew it was his because he never changes the default ringtone, but I do. I put my large bowl of fruit down before searching for it, I could feel it vibrating in the couch.

Logan must have left late because he hasn't come back for his phone yet, and I think the front door closing is what woke me up. That means he'll be back and maybe I can ask him if we're okay.

Lifting a cushion, I find his iPhone and the call ends just as I pick it up.

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Hey, I'm not coming in today for obvious shit. Just need a little bit of time. Xoxo.

Sent 7:53 am

I read the text over and over, trying not to jump to conclusions.

Obvious reasons? And she has hearts by her name... her shortened name? Xoxo?What the fuck? What, are they besties now or something?

I contemplate whether or not to send her a nice little call. But I didn't have enough to go on to curse her out, I didn't want to seem pathetic.

Clenching my jaw, I push the cushion down and unlock his phone. I put in the password and frown when it doesn't unlock.

What? Did he change the password? I put in my birthday again, frowning once more as it doesn't work. As soon as we started dating, he changed his password to my birthday so I could get into his phone whenever we wanted. A remember that night clear as day, we were both fifteen.

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"Here." I look over at him to see his phone in my face. Snorting, I take it from his hand and raise a brow at him.

"Um... thanks?" He smiles at my reaction and turns to face me slightly in his car. He runs a hand over his bare face, always pretending like he had a full beard.

"I want you to know that you can trust me. Completely. I have nothing to hide. The password is your birthday." I stare at him for a minute before looking at his phone and entering my birthday.

It unlocks and I pause as the app for his messages practically screams for

my attention. With a sigh, I shake my head and hand it back to him.

I reach over and kiss his cheek, "I trust you." He tries to hide his grin before giving me the side-eye.

"You love me, huh?" He pokes my cheek.

I roll my eyes and try not to smile, "nope."

"No, take it back!" He starts poking me in the stomach, making me laugh like a maniac. "Take it back!" I was laughing so hard that tears fell from eyes, as I pushed his hands away.

"Okay! Okay! I love you, you idiot." He stops and smiles at me, leaning down slowly, I close my eyes as he presses his lips to mine softly.

"I love , Sar."

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