17. BRIDGES

The bond travelled up to my head then down to my very toes. His DNA tied with mine and I could feel each and every strand as it sewed itself into mine. He would forever be with me, connected no matter what. I stumbled more into him, the tears falling.

It was not supposed to happen. The dread intensified and I wept.

“No.” The word kept playing out of my lips over and over. My hands squeezed tighter onto his arm, my nails digging in.

His body trembled even harder than mine and the word I kept saying became his own mantra. His arm fell away and he stumbled from me. I nearly fell, turning with my hand on my heart before it stopped beating.

His own eyes were wide, covered in glass tears. His hand fell on his bloody mouth, staring at me as he said no over and over. He kept stepping back in shock until his back hit the wall.

“No.” He word fell out, his head shaking to enforce it.

My stomach turned and I wanted to vomit.

“What have I done?”

“Logan!” A roar erupted from behind me.

I c