Penguin? Penguin.

18. Inventible

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I avoided my mother as much as I could this morning, only leaving my room to shower and when Logan hooted signalling he was here. I walked fast to the front door, passing my mother who uttered a soft goodbye.

The front door slammed shut behind me and a wave of guilt flooded over me. Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on her. But the image of her with that man burned in my head and I rushed to Logan's car.

Missy was sitting in the back, probably Logan's doing, so I silently slid in the passenger seat.

"You okay?" Logan uttered sending me a concerned look before starting the car and starting off down the road. I nodded solemnly and gave him a weak smile.

"You certainly look like shit today." Missy's voice sliced through silence and I winced at her words but kept silent. I felt Logan sending me worried glances but I just looked out the window.

We shortly arrived at school and Missy sauntered out his car and towards the building. Logan set his car in park and stared ahead, through the windshield a thoughtful look on his strikingly handsome face. My hand slid onto the door handle and I pushed it on gently, my body half out the car when Logan spoke.

"You would tell me if something was bothering you, right?" He said and turned to me when he finished. I slid back in the car and shut the door again.

"Yes, I would." I said softly. "I want to tell you but I'm still hoping that it's not real and I know it is, deep down. But I feel like if I tell someone it will make it more real and.." I sighed and trailed off, not sure if I was making any sense. "..and I don't want to believe that she would actually do this to me." I said the last part so softly, I doubt Logan heard it. My eyes trailed to Logan who had a confused and worried look on his face.

He nodded and ran a hand through his silky hair. "I understand." He said but I shook my head.

"No you don't." I said softly and looked at my hands. Logan grabbed my hands and I looked at him.

A pained expression crossed his face and I sighed softly. "Don't worry about it, I'm probably just overreacting." My voice wavered a bit at the end but I ignored it, hoping Logan would to.

He studied my face while rubbing gentle circles on my hands with his thumbs. After a moment he sighed softly and nodded, letting go of my hands. He got out the car silently and I followed. He waited for me at his side of the car and we walked quietly to the school gates. I worried that I had somehow hurt him by not telling him but that worry washed away when he slid his hand into mine, twinning our fingers and squeezing my hand reassuringly.

***

School was torturous as always. Teenagers causing trouble, teachers screeching and handing out detentions. This did nothing to help my ongoing headache.

It's last session and for once in my life, as much as I despise school, I don't want it to end. I don't want to go home but it's inevitable. The screeching bell rang sending pain through my head along with the class' hollers, happy that they had gotten through another day of school.

I pulled myself out of my seat and shoving my books in my bag, headed for the door. I met Logan at his car and fell into his chest, dropping my bag on the floor. His strong arms instantly wrapped around my shoulders, and I sighed in content. His warmth radiated through his shirt. He kissed the top of my head and murmured into my hair.

"Long day?" I nodded and he tightened his grip on me. I snuggled into his chest more and slid my arms around his waist. "Well, I have some good news." He stated and I removed my head that was buried into his chest and looked up at him. "They are moving out tomorrow but Mr Collins is staying with us until him and Mrs Collins work things out." He said and shot me one of his breathtaking smiles. He is so undeniably handsome and sweet. How did I land such an amazing guy? "Muffin?" He shook me slightly and raised a eyebrow. "You were staring."

I blushed and hid my head in my palms. He laughed and pulled them away from my face, he played with my fingers and I watched him silently.

God, I don't deserve him.

Logan suddenly stopped playing with my fingers and looked at me sharply.
"Don't ever say that." He gave me a stern look. I blinked then realised I must have said that aloud. "Don't ever say that again, okay?" I nodded. "Say it." He demanded.

"Okay, Logan I won't." I said softly.

He huffed. "Dammit Haydee, why would you even think that?" He pulled me close and buried his head in my neck. It tickled and I let out a soft giggle. Logan pulled back, a slight smirk on his face and chuckled. "But seriously, you deserve everything in the world." He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

I reached up and placed my lips on his and just as I was about to pull away, he grabbed my face and deepened the kiss.

"Um, gross." Missy snarled and I pulled away from Logan, slightly embarrassed and looked at Missy, she shot me a glare and got in Logan's car.

I turned back to Logan to see him watching me. His beautiful brown eyes studying my face. He leaned down and placed a lingering kiss on my lips. "If anything baby, I don't deserve you." He whispered against my lips before pulling back, grabbing my bag and sliding into the drivers seat.

My stomach exploded with butterflies and I bit back a smile before slipping into the passenger seat. I felt Missy's glare on the back of my head the entire ride and it intensified when Logan placed his hand on my thigh.

Logan stopped in front of my house and I fell back into my seat, the emotions I felt yesterday all washing over me and I blinked back tears. His hand squeezed my thigh and I looked to him. He sent me a worried looked and I gave him a small smile. I leaned in and kissed him goodbye before grabbing my bag and walking slowly to my front door. I turned back and waved goodbye before opening the door and walking in.

I stopped short upon hearing sobs. They were quite and coming from the living room. I set my bag down and entered the living room. My Mother sat on the couch her shoulders shaking.

"Oh Mom," I uttered and sat down next to her, soothingly rubbing her back. "What happened?" I asked softly.

She sniffled, "He ended it." She said softly, her voice wobbling. "I'm sorry, I've just been so lonely." She whispered.

I didn't say anything, just comforting her silently.