Power To Lie (PTL Book 1)

Chapter 10.4

Logan's pov

A lady on the bus kept staring at me.

I tried to ignore her but she was making me uncomfortable. I guess most boys would have found her attractive. Then again I'm not like most boys.

When the bus stopped she moved across the aisle to sit by me. I looked out the window. My head was killing me and I had a huge throbbing lump hidden by my hair.

I've been told I'm a woman killer. With my bored indifference and dashing looks.

The woman scooted closer until our arms were touching. I jerked my arm away. Not only was this lady in her twenties, I was barely sixteen. Not to mention my angry superpowered boyfriend.

I had a sudden urge to throw a screaming fit. But I couldn't because the text I got said I have brain damage and I will never speak again. It also said

???: Meet me at the Catastrophe Cafe at eight.

I didn't wake up until nine. I guess I kinda deserved it. I did kinda rip a bank vault of its hinges.

The lady made a snooty noise, looked away and crossed her arms. She wore lots of pretty expensive jewelery around her arms and neck. Not to mention her ears and a gold tooth. The jems were worthless to me.

I smoothed out the clasp in her necklace. Jems dropped to the floor as her necklace tightened around her neck.

She tried to make a screaming noise but she had no air. It only takes eleven pounds of force to crush a windpipe. She jumped out and waved her arms as her bracelets dug into her wrist.

I looked over at her and pretended to be suprised. I leapt up and pretended to help her. Some one screamed "She's choking!"

I stepped back as people rushed in to help. I scooped up jems from the floor and walked off the bus. When I turned the corner I released my hold on the metal. It flowed back into its original forms, minus the jems, which were of course in my pockets. I might have lied when I said jems were worthless to me.

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A guy was frozen in the doorway. He was blocking the door. I poked him a couple dozen times to make sure he was out. I poked him with a knife in the ribs to see if he was faking. The knife stopped at his shirt. It was like it was super solid or something. I felt iron in his blood but I couldn't move it.

My phone vibrated. I made it float in front of my face. Brad was calling me. I hung up. I couldn't talk to him on the phone. Brain damage remember. It occured to me I had ran out of the apartment without mentioning anything about the weird texts I got.

Oops.

I made the door move for me as I typed a message in my phone.

Logan: I can't talk to you.

A group of teenagers sat around a table.

There was a blond that looked the same as the blond from before. I could tell that she wasn't though. She wore a locket similar to the teleporters but differant. Her's said "Sarah". The teleporter's said "Sierra".

I was going to stick a knife in her brain once I found her.

Brad: Why can't you talk to me?

Logan: Because I'm ******* mute Brad!!! That's what getting hit in the head repeatedly with a baseball bat does to people!!!

I sent it without thinking. The people at the table ignored me. I rang the bell above the door repeatedly.

My headache got worse, but the people realized I was there.

Brad: What are you talking about?

Brad: Logan

Brad: Logan!

I understood his concern. I felt a bit like I had just walked into a trap.

Hey this is Villain1. Sorry for the beeped out cursing. I don't like cursing so I beeped it out. I don't even know what to put there. So any of my friends who are excited about me cursing I didn't. It seemed like the occasion needed beeped out cursing.