Logan

50. Unreal, Part 1

"I'm sorry." I looked up at him, and we shared eye contact for a moment before he shook his head.

"You don't have anything to be sorry for, I'll call you when I can." Kellan grabbed his keys, and a few moments later I heard the close of the kitchen door and his car starting. As it pulled away, Natalie peeked in my room.

"Hey, do you know where AB is? We were supposed to meet up here around 9:00, but he never showed."

I put down my cup and pulled up his phone texts, there were 10, and counting. "Uh, he's trying to get a hold of me so I'll call him and then I'll let you know the details."

"Great..." Natalie yawned.

"You're usually such an early bird, are you okay?"

She quickly pulled her robe tighter, "Um... Logan stayed over last night..."

I raised my eyebrows, I knew what that meant. "Oh... and?"

Natalie's smile gave everything away, "I think we're in a good place."

I sighed, smiling still. "Just be, you know, careful."

She rolled her eyes and walked back into her room.

I listened to the voicemails;

"listen call me, Damien, I've gotta talk to you,"

"Damien, I... don't know what happened..."

"She just...."

I immediately called AB back.

"AB, what the hell happened? Are you alright?"

I heard his voice shaky behind the phone, "Check your instagram, she posted photos... of us."

"Who, who posted photos?"

"....oh god, he's going to be devastated."

"AB, what happened?"

"Victoria... I, I, I slept with Victoria, she posted a picture on Instagram... of us."

I put him on speaker and navigated to Instagram, there on her page, was a photo of her naked, without her breasts visible, and him laying there naked but the sheet covering them.

"How the hell did this happen? Has Alex seen it yet?"

"No, that's the thing. Alex has her blocked, so he hasn't seen it, I don't know what I'm going to tell him. I can't have someone else tell him, that's so much worse."

I shook the covers off my bed, quickly getting dressed, and putting on a coat, "I'm headed to your apartment right now."

"I'm not there, I'm at the studio. Natalie and Logan are supposed to be here, but I told them I was sick and I'd be late, so I told them to come when I text them. What do I do? How do I look his sister in the eye?"

"Listen, just... I'll take care of Alex, Micah's still here so I might tell them to go out or something.."

Everything changed when I said that, "Wait... Micah's there?"

"Yeah... I mean, he slept over because his family doesn't want him at their house."

"Oh... um you know what, don't worry about it right now. Just tell Logan and Natalie to come over." He was strangely calm all of a sudden.

"But what about Alex?"

"I'm sure he'll be fine without me right now. None of his friends follow her so I think we'll be okay for now. I gotta go." click.

I sat back on the bed, and quickly texted Kellan.

K-Do you mind some company?

A few dots on my screen and he answered back.

bring breakfast

I had only been to Kellan's a couple times, but it was a old firehouse that he had renovated, chrome handles, marble countertops, the whole setup. I called in an order to Dixie's diner and picked it up, and when I came up to Kellan's apartment he was sitting in his office. Two large screens covered the white brick exposed wall, and he sat at the desk with a mug of coffee.

"I see you took a while." He looked over with a smile, but it soon faded when he saw my face.

"Um... I have something to tell you."

His shoulders went stiff, "Uh-oh, should I be worried? Is this about us?"

I shook my head, and he relaxed a little. "No, it's about AB."

"What about him?" There was a hint of tension in his voice.

"It's weird, but he had sex with Victoria last night."

"You're joking."

"No, I'm not. Look." I went back to her page and showed him the photo.

He rubbed his temple in confusion, "Something's not right here. I'm all for not labeling, but if anyone is one-hundred percent gay, it's that guy. There's something fishy here. Flirt, yes. But to sleep with someone, much less a woman? Damien, Alberto's not like that."

I looked over to see Victoria behind the bar, in her costume. I remember her humilating Natalie over the same thing. But I noticed something else. She picked up two glasses, and in one, she looked both ways, and took something out of her pocket. A vial of some sort, and I watched as she dropped something into the drink, swirled it around, put the vial back in her pocket, and walked away.

"Hold up, rewind that again. Look at her hand, Kellan. Look." He reversed the footage, and frame by frame, I watched over and over.

"Holy shit, we've gotta call someone." Kellan leaned over to grab his wallet, and pulled out a business card. "I thought she was up to something, I saw AB at the bar before I came home. I've seen a couple guys at the bar get a little too drunk, but I just thought they were playing her. I've been seeing some suspicious shit lately in the bar, but I've been biding my time until I had something concrete. I've got a buddy in the FBI that came around the other day, asking questions about her and her dad. Name's Bohannon, and he was wondering about some of the shipments. I know him from back in the day, back in my baseball days. He was with vice then, but he got a promotion."

A few moments later, he was on the phone with Detective Bohannon. He explained the situation, and then he was off the phone.

"Bohannon says he's coming here, and then we're going to be going to the bar if we can manage it. Maybe, ah never mind."

"What?"

"What if, she did the same thing to AB? I mean, he was never a lightweight, so she must have done something if he doesn't remember anything."