His After The Heartbreak (BL) Chapter 55: working with my dad

Chapter 55- working with my dad

Logan's POV

Sothing was wrong.

I could tell from the second we arrived at Tyler's dad's house. The way he moved, the way his fingers twitched, the way he refused to et my eyes—it was all off. I knew him well enough to know when sothing was bothering him, but I never could have imagined that this was the reason.

Tyler was running away.

With his mom.

And he hadn't told .

My chest tightened, a slow-burning anger curling in my stomach. I had to hear it from his own mouth.

"Can we skip the part where we both act like you aren't running away?" I said, watching him closely.

Tyler flinched but quickly covered it up, crossing his arms. "I don't understand what you're saying, Logan."

I let out a bitter chuckle, shaking my head. "Bullshit." My eyes darkened as I took a step closer, my voice dropping. "We both know you're running away. So let's not do this thing where you pretend I don't know. Be a good boy and skip to the important part."

I stared at him, my heart pounding, waiting for him to say sothing—anything.

Tyler swallowed, but his expression stayed blank.

I exhaled sharply. "When were you going to tell , Tyler? Or were you just never going to say a damn thing?"

His lips pressed into a thin line. "I didn't think you'd be interested in that."

That hurt.

I took another step forward, voice low. "Are you serious right now?"

"Logan, you have a life here. You have friends. You have your dad. Tell why I would tell you about running away with , and you would actually agree to it." His tone was calm, controlled—like he had already thought of every possible outco. "I know you wouldn't co with . So what's the point of telling you?"

He had already decided for .

A sharp pain twisted in my chest.

"You don't get to make that decision for , Tyler."

Tyler sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. "Logan, stop guilt-tripping . You and I both know you would never agree to leave everything behind for ."

My heart cracked a little more.

Why is he pushing away like this?

"How do you know what I would and wouldn't do?" My voice wavered slightly. "You didn't even ask , Tyler. You didn't even give the chance to decide. Instead, you just made the choice for and left out of it completely."

Tyler's jaw clenched. "Logan, let's be real here. You would never, and I an never, agree to run away with . So let's stop pretending like this is about sothing deeper."

I felt like the air was being sucked out of my lungs.

"What the hell are you saying?" I whispered.

Tyler looked straight into my eyes, his voice flat. "This thing between us—let's not act like it's sothing real."

I actually felt my breath leave .

Not real?

I took a shaky step back. "Tyler... what the hell do you an by that?"

Tyler folded his arms, his face unreadable. "Logan, my mom is running away. She's trying to escape my beast of a father. She told not to tell anyone—so I didn't. And now you're here, acting like I betrayed you." His eyes flashed. "Do you think this was an easy decision for ?"

I stared at him, my chest heaving. "So I'm part of the 'anyone' you couldn't tell?" My voice broke slightly. "Not even ?"

Silence.

A thick, suffocating silence.

I swallowed hard. "Tyler, we shared sothing."

His lips parted, but he said nothing.

I pushed forward, my voice rising. "We kissed." My hands clenched into fists at my sides. "You kissed . We were—" I stopped, forcing myself to breathe. "We were together last night. And now you're telling that none of it ant anything to you?"

Tyler's face remained blank, but there was sothing flickering in his eyes. "Logan, you're making this a bigger deal than it is."

A bigger deal than it is?

My heart squeezed painfully.

"So what, Tyler? You're saying you just used ?"

Tyler sighed heavily. "Logan, stop acting like we're in so fairy tale. We kissed. We hooked up. That's all it was."

I took a shaky breath. "You don't an that."

Tyler tilted his head slightly. "Don't I?"

A sharp pain stabbed through my chest.

I could feel myself trembling, barely holding everything together. "So last night ant nothing to you?" My voice was hoarse.

Tyler looked away. "It was just lust, Logan."

Lust.

The word hit like a brick.

I felt like I had just been punched in the stomach.

"You're lying," I whispered.

Tyler let out a short, bitter laugh. "Logan, I'm being honest for once. You need to hear it. It was just a cringe kiss. We got hard for each other. That's all."

I physically recoiled.

I felt sick.

"So you're saying you never cared about ?" My voice cracked.

Tyler finally looked at , his gaze hard. "Logan, you kissed my ex."

I sucked in a sharp breath.

His lips curled into sothing almost cruel. "You kissed Alexis while I was still dating her. And then you texted like you were so kind of hero, exposing her for cheating." He took a step closer, his voice dropping. "And you think I should have just fallen for you after that?"

I opened my mouth, but nothing ca out.

Tyler scoffed. "You think we were sothing special? We weren't. You're just like Alexis."

The words slamd into like a truck.

I felt like the ground had been ripped out from beneath my feet.

"Tyler..." My voice was barely above a whisper.

"There will never be anything between us. Get that through your head."

I couldn't breathe.

Tyler's voice turned cold. "It was just lust. That's it. I was using you to pass the ti." He shrugged. "But hey, if you wanna keep hooking up, I'm not gonna say no."

My vision blurred.

I felt everything inside break at once.

I stared at him, the boy I had fallen so fucking hard for, and realized he had just shattered beyond repair.

"Why would you do this to ?" My voice was nothing but pain.

Tyler's eyes flashed. "Why? Maybe because you've been working for my father?"

The room spun.

What?

The pain in my chest froze—replaced by sothing else.

And just like that... all my tears dried up.