#scribare.

he already spoke with his advisors and his coaches, done what was necessary for his departure for the following school year. classes remained unpicked, his spot on the team became filled, waylan found a new roommate for the year. everything was in order. the weather got warmer, finals ended, students packed up their belongings to head home for the summer. and it was the same for the logan clan. the only difference was, the car ride back to boston, usually filled with chatter was filled with silence. he needed to come clean, needed to tell his parents the truth, because sooner than later he’d be on a plane traveling to nashville, wondering what national hockey team he’d be playing on. now seemed like the perfect moment, with sophia and blake both occupied together, logan doing some yard work, the house was just grace and oakley. his mom would understand, she’d be happy for him and could calm logan down once he found out. approaching the kitchen, oakley smiles nervously at his mother, resting his forearms on the countertop as he sucks in a gentle breath. 〝 we need to.. fly to nashville in a couple of weeks, mom. 〞

the logan’s after grace and john dropped them off at briar university : the sophomore ( oakley ) and the freshman ( sophia ), minus blake who still gets to enjoy her senior year of high school.

ps . yes , grace did cry … again

♡  ﹕ 𝙰𝚅𝙰 , @scribare said , 〝 I’m here. 〞. . . to alex volkov.

♡  ﹕  𝙰𝙼𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙰   , @scribare said 〝 i don’t think i can do this anymore. 〞 . . . to jake connelly

♡  ﹕  𝙵𝙴𝚈𝚁𝙴 , @scribare said , “you lied to me.” . . .

〝 feyre, 〞 her name comes out in a whisper, a hushed breath as he finally looks up at her to meet her gaze. all he wants to do is pull her into his arms and apologize, tell her that he knows it’ll all be fine, they’ll get to be a happy family and NEVER live through another war again. but he can’t. no matter how hard his heart tugs to embrace her, he doesn’t. rhysand enters, keeping a slight distance, anticipating her fury, but what hits him instead, hits him harder. his head dips at her words, knowing he deserved them. this truth was meant for them and them only, and he made the mistake of betraying that trust. every book he came across felt like an empty weight within his hands. the words eventually became jumbled together, having no meaning to him. as time went on he grew frustrated with himself, putting on a smile whenever feyre walked into the room, whenever he talked to nyx, the babe that would kill her. the babe they would lose. his love never faltered, knowing that there had to be some solution out there. and yet his honesty fell on deaf ears, a wall was put up and time ceased to exist. she deserved his honesty and he couldn’t give it to her.