"What ," he asked looking concerned . He placed the glass of apple juice ....or whatever it was....on the bedside stool
"Can you just take me home...please..or at least tell me the direction and I can get myself there ," I wanted to shout at him but I didn't have the courage to
"Okay," he answered slightly puzzled by the change in my behavior
I was now trying to limp fast down the Long flight of stairs....fuck this rich house's architectural design
I finally reached the living room and walked to the door ....I tried opening it but it doesn't budge....oh it had that voice thingy
"Could you be any faster ?"I asked Logan who was slowly walking behind me
" I don't know why you're in such a hurry when you're the one who wanted to come here ,"he said trying to sound calm but failing
What! Is he trying to manipulate me....I barely know him and don't really plan to ....and he's here trying to scold me for my vulnerability.... Honestly I had no other fucking choice asshole than to come here ...you think I'm happy being here.....well I'll have you know I'm not
But instead I chose to say
"I just wanna get home before my aunt freaks out ,"I said as the door opened "Aunt...?" he asked with a questioning look on his face
Oh shit
"Ummmmm...yeah....I live with my immediate aunt....on the paternal side ....because my parents live in Canada.....," I said stammering .The last thing I wanted right now was a one on one pop quiz about my life
"Oh," was all he said before unlocking his car and I walked in and banged the door
"Hey," he said after getting into the car "Did something happen while I was getting the apple juice ?" He asked honestly concerned
"No ....what part of I wanna go home don't you get ," I snap and he tenses slightly on the steering wheel
He didn't ask any questions for the rest of the ride and when we reached school I directed him to my home but I actually made him park outside our neighbour's compound so that my aunt or Aiden won't see the flashing lights
"Thanks ," I muttered while getting out of the car
"You're welcome....do you need any help?"
"Honestly you've done enough and I can help myself," the pain in my stomach was actually ceasing
I watched him drive away before I was sure I wanted to go to the house
I walked through the dark embracing the cold breeze that cut through my hot flesh I walked to the foyer and took in a deep breath mentally assuring myself that it was all going to be fine.....
I'm a teenager ....soon turning eighteen and I'm able to handle myself .....right ...aunt Marie shouldn't freak out
I take another deep breath and opening the door ....I'd figured it'll be open
When I enter I don't hear any sounds....or giggling as a matter of fact. I want to walk straight to my room but out of habit I decide to go to the kitchen
My jaw drops six feet to the ground

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When We Collide √
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