Far Away

[3] What The Fuck

Logan

I stared at my phone and it was about 2:50pm, and the bus rode the regular route. I sit back in my seat and calmly stared out the window. I thought about how I talked to Michael today and I felt really important. I smiled at the thought of it, but it quickly fades away as the bus stop at a red light and a black van with tinted windows pulled up in the lane next to my window. I frown at the people inside, the only windows that weren't tinted was the driver's, passenger and windshield. I gaped at them longer then jump back a little when I realized the blonde creepy guy from school in the passenger seat. He stared at me intently through his window and he broke the staring contest only to turn to the driver and say something.

An older man, maybe in his late 30's or early 40's with blonde hair and brown eyes also, leaned over to the passenger window and stared at me as well, grinning suspiciously. This was the longest red light of my life, and I cringe away from the window as the older man waved and the blonde haired creep winked at me. The light finally turn green and they zoom off down the street, and the bus lurch forward and I let out a deep shaky breath. I just feel so paranoid today. I shake my head at myself and scoot closer to the window again, and I hear a sigh of relief and a voice startling me.

"I thought you were never going to stop scooting over. You almost push me in the aisle." I gasp and whirl my face around in double time, whipping the person in the face with my hair. I gasp again to see Michael and from whipping him with my hair.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. You keep catching me off guard today, and sorry about hair whipping you." I apologize and he grins before chuckling.

"No I'm sorry, I'm throwing you off. Then again, you already seem a little distracted today and don't worry about hair whipping me, your hair smells good." He smiled and I turn a little to hide my blushing face. Michael chuckles and sighs.

"I'm sorry, I'm making you uncomfortable." I look at him and I felt like his brown eyes were melting with my blue ones. I shake my head and smiled.

"No, I'm just not use to having to keep a conversation. I usually keep to myself." I glance out the window and two or so cars back in the lane beside us. I notice the black van again, and I get an uneasy feeling and scoot away from the window again and Michael chuckles.

"There you go trying to knock me on my ass again." I furrow my brows distracted and mumble an apology. He frowns and speak softly, getting my full attention.

"Hey, what's wrong? You seem shaken up, almost paranoid. You alright?" He ask and I sigh, glancing over his head and look at him intently again. I speak low.

"I don't know, I feel like I should be worried about something. I feel like something bad is gonna happen. Something really bad. I don't know what, but I'm scaring myself." I whisper. He keeps a serious face while stroking my hair, calming me down. He whispers.

"That's weird, but just try to stay calm. You'll stress yourself from all of the worry and panic. We definitely wouldn't want that, we haven't even gotten a chance to get to know each other yet." He grins and I force a small smile for him.

We talked about pointless things for the rest of the bus ride and we were the last to be dropped off. I can't believe how much we talked, I could feel myself glowing. We walked off the bus and I frown as the Fucked Up 4 followed behind, I could feel them burning holes through the back of my head from their glares. I didn't dare turn around so I wrapped up my conversation with Michael.

"Thank you so much for getting to know me a little today, you're a really great guy and I'm grateful for the little things you did for me today. You have such a beautiful heart, don't ever let that change. Thanks for giving me a friend today." I smiled sweetly at him and was surprised to see him blush a little. His brown eyes twinkled and he smiled.

"Thank you for being such a sweet girl, Logan. I enjoy helping you out and I'm not only just your friend today, I told you I want to get to know you better. I'll always be here for you, no matter what." He then close the space between us, engulfing me in a bear hug. I just feel so safe in his arms. I hugged him back pressing my face in the crook of his neck while he buried his in my hair and inhaled slowly. I blush hearing the Fucked Up 4 gasping and whispering and I pull away.

"I'll see you later, Logan."

"See you, Michael." I walk away and something in my head screamed at me to turn around. I saw Michael and the Fucked Up 4 walking away and as as as on cue, Michael looks back and winks at me. I blush from getting caught staring, he mimicked laughing and they turn the corner.

I let out a huge breath placing one hand on my cheek and the other on my heart. I shake my head and laugh at myself quietly. I started walking towards the end of the street to cross to go home, but the familiar tinted van pull up slowly, startling me at standstill. I gasp and went to turn around away from the van, only to bump into the blonde weirdo from school. I jump a little and tried for my voice.

"Sorry, I didn't see you there." I speak softly and grins, but it didn't touch his eyes, he almost looks pissed.

"Oh, I know. You never 'see me there' Logan." I stare at him wide eyed, confused and gasp.

"How do you know my name?" I asked, backing away a little. He smirks and glanced behind me.

"Business now, talk later." He smirks again and I give him a confused look.

"Wha-" I'm suddenly cut off by a white cloth being pressed against my nose and mouth from behind as I struggled to get away.

I feel myself getting weaker while someone throws me over their shoulder and I watch my bag lay abandoned on the sidewalk. The last thing I remember seeing was looking out a dark tinted window, watching my house fade away in the distance, as the world slowly shut the lights out on me without my permission.

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