Logan came out of surgery and was in the hospital room I took a hold of his hand being careful not to lay my head on the hole in his chest. He was on life support. This was all my fault. How could I live with myself after this? He was dying because of me. It should have been me those thugs shot not him. After hours of blaming myself and crying uncontrollably I left the hospital in a daze in a wreckless daze at that. I knew what had to be done and I was gonna do it. This wasn't going to be one of those romantic Juliet and romeo love story's no this was for real, but I wasn't going to kill myself no not yet I was looking for vengeance I was going to do to those guys what they had done to logan I was going to make them feel the pain I am going through for death would be too easy too painless. I became cold and heartless it was like my humanity had shut off I walked around like someone had sucked the life out of me. It was about 1:35 in the morning I had gone through many sleepless nights but this one was different I got up and got dressed. I put on a pair of silk black booty shorts with a pair of fish nets and red heels with a red tank top that fit good to my skinny yet curvy figure I did my hair and make up and went out the door. I went to logans work when I stepped through the front door there was guys every where I could tell because all eyes where on me I got a number of name calls and whistles.it didn't take me long to find and recognize the face that put Logan in the hospital I walked up to him and said "hey you look like you wanna have a good time tonight" I walked closer to him and put my hand on his bare chest."damn you're hot" he said "but my baby mammas home" he commented "oh I said that won't be a problem I can be quite " with that I winked and bit my bottom lip by just doing that I could feel him get an erection. Damn that was easy I thought to myself. I followed him out to his car not caring enough to ask for his name I got in the car and slid into the passenger seat. I slowly started rubbing his thigh when we stared driving. I felt guilty for doing this but at least I was feeling something now. I worked my way up to his cock and I grabbed with that he pulled over slammed on his breaks and climbed on top of me."no" I said "you gotta be patient baby I don't do it in cars." With that he angrily started driving again and we made our way into his house and into his bed where I threw him down and climbed on top of him memories from me and logan started playing threw my head again and I had to hold on to the wall to keep from passing out. I started taking clothes off of me and him and slowly started to hump him when I stopped and said "I have to go to the bathroom, where's it at?" With that he said "really?" And nodded his head towards his erected penis and said "upstairs to the left around the corner." I got up and headed upstairs but not before going through the kitchen which is where I had my purse which had my 9mm glock in it, I was ready for this when I walked upstairs I didn't go to the left no I went to the right and opened the door I stood in the door frame just staring at the beautiful woman embaraccing her child as she slept. It was so beautiful what was wrong with that guy he has every thing he could ever ask for right here in his bed yet hes down stairs thinking he's about to have sex with me. Its just too bad this woman had to die...
