Cruise Confessions

Xavier glanced at his phone and saw Logan’s message flash across the screen.

"Where the hell are you, man?"

With a heavy sigh, Xavier dialed Logan back. It didn’t even take two rings before Logan answered.

“Finally! I’ve been trying to reach you for hours!” Logan’s voice was a mix of concern and exasperation.

Xavier got up from his bed and flopped down onto the sofa, rubbing his temples. “Yeah, I know. I’ve been… occupied.” He let out a sigh, trying to shake off the stress.

“Occupied? Dude, you’re supposed to be relaxing. I didn’t force you onto this cruise just so you could stress out over more stuff. You need a break.”

Xavier let out a half-laugh, half-groan. “Well, it hasn’t exactly been the stress-free escape you promised. It’s a mess here.”

Logan’s voice softened, shifting into his professional tone. “Okay, what happened? You sound like someone just told you the pool bar ran out of rum.”

Xavier sat up, running his hand through his hair. “I invited this girl, Bella, to my room. We were getting… close, and then Tina walked in on us.”

Logan was silent for a second, then burst out laughing. “Wait, wait—Tina? The girl you were supposed to be spending time with?”

Xavier rolled his eyes. “Yeah, Tina. But then Bella asked if I was free, and I figured, why not? It’s a cruise, right? I was just trying to unwind.”

Logan’s laugh faded to a chuckle. “Man, you’re supposed to be de-stressing, not turning this into a daytime soap. So, how did Tina take it?”

Xavier groaned, leaning back against the cushions. “Like a hurricane. She flipped out, called me a cheater, and now it’s a full-on drama fest. But we weren’t even committed! I don’t get why she’s so upset.”

Logan sighed. “Xavier, come on. Even if you weren’t committed, you have to understand why she’s hurt. Emotions aren’t always logical, especially on a cruise where everything’s heightened.”

Xavier shook his head, frustrated. “Hurt? Why? I never promised her anything! I came here to get away from all that—no commitments, no strings. Just fun.”

“Yeah, I get that,” Logan said, his voice calm, like he was trying to talk down a toddler from a tantrum. “But think about it from her side. You’re juggling girls like it’s no big deal. Of course, she’s going to feel betrayed.”

Xavier paced the room, his frustration growing. “I just wanted a break, man. No drama. I’m supposed to be having fun, not dealing with… this.”

“And you can have fun,” Logan replied patiently. “But even on a break, you can’t completely ignore other people’s feelings. You’ve got to be careful not to create more stress for yourself.”

Xavier paused, staring out the window at the endless ocean. “I know, but I didn’t expect it to blow up like this. I’m just trying to enjoy the cruise like you told me to.”

“Look,” Logan said, his voice softening again, “you deserve to relax and have fun. But part of that is not creating more problems for yourself. Just be smart about it.”

Xavier leaned against the window, feeling the weight of Logan’s words. “Yeah, alright. I’ll try. But man, this is not what I signed up for.”

“Just take it easy. No more love triangles, alright?” Logan said, chuckling. “You’ll thank me later.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Xavier muttered, a small smile forming. “You’re still annoying, you know that?”

“I know,” Logan laughed. “Now, go enjoy the cruise, but keep it drama-free, if you can.”

“Got it. I’ll try not to turn my life into a reality show,” Xavier replied, ending the call with a sigh.

Just as he hung up, there was a knock at the door. A service boy entered. “Sir, Ms. Leila wants to see you on deck.”

Xavier groaned. “Who sent you?”

“Ms. Leila, sir,” the boy said quickly.

Xavier rolled his eyes. Leila’s nephew and niece had already caused him enough grief on this trip, but it seemed there was no escaping the drama.

“Alright, fine. I’m coming,” he muttered, pushing himself off the sofa. “This better not be another disaster.”