Take My Hand

Chapter 16

        HEEEEELLLLLOOOOOO!!!!!! I dont even know the longest we've gone without updating....like seriously. If i dont do it, Sky will. okay. so i hope you guys enjoy this chapter things are about to get serious pretty soon. dun dun duuuuun!!! xP mwahahahahaha ~Gjia

 

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

 

LOGAN

            She’s running away and I’m trying to chase after her. I’m not running very well. My head is spinning.

            “Phoenix!” I yell.

            She doesn’t stop running. She doesn’t even turn back to look at me. I know I’m dreaming. Phoenix wouldn’t leave me.

            “You know what? I’m leaving.”

            My eyes snap open. Phoenix is trying to fix her beanie as she walks out the door.

            “No!” I yell, jumping out of bed and grabbing her wrist. I couldn’t take it if my dream came true. “I’m fucking done, Logan. I’m leaving. Now.” She said trying to pull her wrist away.

            I hold onto it tighter. “Phoenix don’t leave me. I lo—”

            She cuts me off. “Then hurry up and get your lazy ass ready!”

            I look at her, confused.

            She rolls her eyes. “Oh my gosh…you stupid Peasant! You forgot we were in charge of the food!”

            I blink.

            “Today is the party! If you’re not in the car in ten minutes, I’m leaving without you.”

            Phoenix walks out of the room, leaving me frozen in place.

TANNER

            “Have you gotten the decorations?” I ask Blaire through the phone.

            “Oh crap! I forgot!” she yelled.

            “Wait what? You forgot what?” I yell back.

            “Tanner calm down, we’re going to go get them just breathe in and out.”

            I calmed down a bit. This party must be perfect.

BLAIRE

            I was out with Luna and Levi getting the decorations needed for the party. “Do you have everything?” I ask them and they nod.

*

            Soon, everything’s ready at approximately four o’clock. We’re all lounging around the cabin eating posole that Phoenix made with Logan and several other foods.

            “Where’s the fucking chili Phoenix?” I ask, scrunching up my nose at the bland taste. I get up and start scavenging through the cabinets for the powdered chili.

            “Couldn’t find it, Blaire. Sorry.”

            “You liar! It’s right here!” I said, putting several tablespoons into the pot.