She hated him. She hated him more than she ever thought possible. He was a kook- her natural born enemy.
He didn't hate her at all. Not one bit. It couldn't have been farther from the truth. Did she know that? No- and she never would.
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"You and I...
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Music blasted in Logan's eardrums, his door slightly cracked open. He hadn't left his room since yesterday and he honestly didn't plan on it today either. Not after what had happened.
He lay on his bed, a void feeling still stuck in the back of his throat. Ward was taking Sarah to the Bahama house tonight, so on top of everything he'd said to him yesterday, Logan was no longer a favorite of his dad's— not that he cared. If he was being blatantly, brutally forthright, it almost relieved him. It still hurt though. The fact that his dad didn't really give a shit what he was going through and the second they encounter something difficult, he gives up on their relationship.
Logan sighed at the sound of his door opening and turned onto his back. His eyes locked onto his little sister's, a baffled expression crossing his face at the backpack resting on her shoulders. He pulled off his headphones, letting them hang around his neck as he sat up.
"What's up, Wheez?"
"Not much." She answered, eyes hesitantly glancing around his room.
His brow came together as she went up on her toes. "Okay, what do you need?"
Wheezie's gaze snapped back to him. "Nothing."
Logan raised his brow.
"Okay, fine. I need a ride."
"Where?"
"The Glisson's."
"The Glisson's?" Logan repeated, confusion filling his features. "But they're in Sun Valley. For the rest of summer. They won't be back for another week."
"Yeah, well, they're back now." Wheezie shrugged her shoulders.
Logan sighed and shook his head, falling back down onto his pillow. "Just walk, Wheezie. They're like five houses down." He said and pulled his Beats back up over his ears.
Wheezie dropped her backpack and jumped onto Logan's bed next to him. She brought both hands up, annoyingly shoving his shoulder back and forth. "Please, please, please, please, Logan." She pleaded, continuing to nudge his body. "Pleeeease."
Logan closed his eyes, attempting to ignore her. It only lasted four seconds though. After another poke from his little sister, he sighed, abruptly tugging off his headphones and sitting up. "Fine. Fine, just stop."
A grin appeared on Wheezie's face as she sat back, hands resting on her knees. "Thank you."
He rolled his eyes and grabbed his keys before making his way downstairs. They made sure to avoid their dad, who he knew was likely getting Sarah into the car to leave. He'd already said bye to Sarah about an hour ago, but he did not plan on saying anything to his dad. No, he didn't particularly care that Ward would rather take his sister than him on a business trip to the Bahamas.
