"Unidentified Mutant"

Saved by a 'mere human' woman and saved by a mutant.

At Randy's house, 8p.m...

"That's his abilities." Randy's family seemed stunned by my response, so I spoke in honesty: "Logan can heal and fight like a warrior. And the rest...I'm not sure." We had just finished dinner, and I was drinking Hennessy beer quietly until Erica's mom continued cleaning the dishes:

"You seem to know about mutants, Sasha." Randy smiled a bit, "Guess you came in handy on what we are dealing with." I chuckled and got up: "I took biology a bit with my older sister, in case it became useful then, and got in deep with criminology as my favorite major, so I research the dark web and the news about them, of course, their heroes, but there are also anti-heroes like the Brotherhood."

After that, I decided to take another beer from the fridge and hand it to Logan, who was sleeping in Erica's room, since she insisted on showing him her hospitality skills, which I'll admit was adorable and the kindest thing to do. 

I watched Erica with one glance, in case something happened, until she came closer with a glass of water in hand, so close that it was then that he jolted up and almost came to strike at her. To my surprise, she blinked in shock but stood calm and put his claws down:

"It's okay, you're safe now," Erica spoke gently; I smiled softly at the kindness that I had taught her before I met her and took a glance at Logan's face. to be honest, it was saddening me that he placed a hand over his head, "Sorry. Where am I?" 

This is where I come in: "In Erica's summer house. We brought you something to drink, beer?" "Or water?" Both of us smiled as Logan drank the beer, to our astonishment, but his expression still felt hesitant about being in the room with us: 

"You're getting better really fast, y'know." Erica points out, while Logan continues and finishes drinking the glass of water without saying another word, "That's good." She continues, "Because you wouldn't want to go to the hospital." 

"Your dad is a smart man." Logan wipes his mouth with his arm and looks down at the kid with a scowl, which I can relate to. No one is safe around people who are nice and kind to you. Otherwise, they might end up being experimented on or receiving a 'reverse-psychology treatment'. I can't shake the ominous feeling about something that is about to happen real soon.

Thoughts get interrupted when a phone call rings from downstairs, Erica turns around to take the empty glass, "I better go." She continues: "I'm not supposed to be in here bothering you. Hey, Miss Sasha?" 

"Yes, Erica?" 

"Can you keep him company? So that he doesn't seem lonelier than you are right now." Her words took me and Logan by surprise at the idea; we made eye contact for a moment with curiosity about it. 

Until I realized that Logan's blue eyes were staring at me like bullets, I almost felt my cheeks burn as I got nervous, "I-I'm not lonely, Erica." I continue by kneeling at her level: "I have my older sister and that's all it matters now, go on before I change my mind." I ruffled her hair, causing her to giggle at my left, walking out of the room, "Okay... but at least try to know him; imagine it like a blind date." 

Erica gave me one last teasing smile, which made Logan stiffen a little, but he seemed more relaxed, and I sighed in defeat: "Only if he doesn't mind." As soon as she left the room, a little commotion happened outside the room while Erica closed the room for me to keep Logan company, as another wave of familiarity started to rise once more until I said: 

"She seems to like you, Logan." Logan looked at me with confusion, but I cleared it out. "Erica. She likes meeting new people other than her neighbors and classmates, but when I became her babysitter, she often worried about me being alone since I'm not a fan of making new friends because it gets difficult to befriend me."