Trust // xBayani AU // ON HOLD

Chapter 6

Logan.

I paced back and forth in the living room nervously as I waited for Will and his friend to return. Honestly? I was terrified. I was terrified about what was going to happen.

These days I seem to have no trust and I can't help it. I can't trust anyone, apart from Will, I can't even trust my own father which is ridiculous. I heard a car door close and I ran to the window, peering out to see Will glancing up towards me already.

I peeked my head back in and took deep breaths, you're fine. You're 102% fine, Logan. There's nothing to worry about, Will is going to be there, you're fine! 101% fine... 100%, 99%, 98% oh god I wasn't fine.

I heard chattering from outside the door and I squealed quietly, not prepared for this at all. I bit my lip, sitting on the couch and staring at the ceiling as I heard rattling coming from the doorway, probably Will's keys.

The door then opened, filling the once silent living room with loud laughter which I didn't recognise as Will's.. It's now or never, Logan.. You can do this.

"Hey!" The boy spoke loudly when his eyes landed on me. I smiled at him as he dropped his bags and walked over to me, squeezing me into a hug, I nervously looked over at Will and he gave me a reassuring look.

The boy didn't seem to be letting go and I started to remember the night I wanted to forget forever...

~ Flashback ~

I walked out of the club, music bursting my eardrums as I glanced around, looking for my friends. They didn't seem to be inside anywhere. I was till amazed they believed I was nineteen! Ha!

I stumbled around and placed my hand on the wall of the building, placing my hand on my forehead as I scanned the area for my friends. I opened my mouth to call my friends names when a sweaty hand covered it.

I began to laugh, knowing my friends were trying to scare me. I shoved against the arms lightly but the grip on my face just got tighter. My eyes widened slightly and I turned my head over my shoulder to look at who I thought was Katie.

This person was far from Katie.

He had dark brown hair styled into a mohawk and he was wearing dark clothing as if he didn't want... to be notic— OH SHIT. I started to panic as I clawed at his large, sweaty hand which just seemed to tighten.

He wrapped his large arm around my waist and I started to scream against his hand, kicking and clawing trying to break free. How could no one see this?! Why were my stupid friends not here?!

I started to cry and I heard him mutter "Pathetic" under his breath as he lowered his head into my neck, biting at the skin. I felt his hand remove from my waist as it went up to the back of my dress.

I felt him grip onto the zipper and heard the noise as he pulled down the zipper, my muffled sobbs and his small chuckles the only sound being heard. His hand soon removed itself from my dress as he dragged me backwards.

I tried to dig my feet into the ground, my heels doing no justice to me. This was happening. This was fucking happening. I was being r—

"LOGAN!"

~ Flashback over ~

I snapped out of it to see that I was now halfway across the room, curled up in a ball in the corner. I looked up to see the boy's mouth wide open as he looked at me.