Her Lonely Grey Eyes

Chapter 6 - Go change

𝘾𝙀𝘾𝙄𝙇𝙀 𝙁𝙊𝙓 (𝘿𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙒𝙊𝙊𝘿)

"What are we doing here?" I asked quietly, staring out at the dark ocean.

Logan looked at me for a second before answering.

"To make you cry."

I let out a short laugh at how ridiculous that sounded.

But the moment he opened his arms, my chest tightened painfully.

I tried not to cry.

Really tried.

Unfortunately, my tears clearly had other plans.

The second my vision blurred, I looked away in annoyance.

I hated crying.

Especially in front of him.

When I didn't move, Logan grabbed my wrist gently and pulled me toward him until I was pressed against his chest.

And just like that, I broke.

The warmth of his arms made everything worse somehow. My shoulders shook as I buried my face against him, frustrated at myself for falling apart so easily.

He always did this.

Every single time I was close to completely shutting down, he somehow dragged the emotions out of me anyway.

I hated it.

"I hate you, Logan," I muttered weakly.

He laughed softly above my head.

"I love you more, CC."

I rolled my eyes despite the tears.

Of course he would say something embarrassing at a time like this.

After a while, I finally pulled away slightly. "Let's just go back."

Logan tilted my face upward with one hand and wiped my tears away with his thumb far rougher than necessary.

"Logan," I complained immediately.

He only laughed again.

Honestly, I was starting to think this man found joy in annoying me.

•••

"CC! WAKE UP!"

I shot awake instantly the next morning and tackled the person violently shaking me.

"Ow—CC!" Lauren yelled from underneath me. "You fight like a criminal!"

I blinked sleepily before realizing it was her.

"Oh."

I let her go and dropped back onto the bed dramatically.

Lauren ripped the blanket away from me without mercy.

"Get up already! You rejected my invitation yesterday, so today you have no choice."

"You're so annoying," I groaned into the pillow.

Honestly, if Lauren Reid wasn't the best hacker in Night Fox, I probably would've threatened her daily.

Actually, I still did.

She ignored my suffering completely and kept talking while I dragged myself toward the bathroom.

I took an unnecessarily long shower, mostly because I wanted to go back to sleep.

Halfway through, Lauren started banging on the door like the building was on fire.

"Hurry up!"

"You sound insane!" I yelled back.

By the time I walked out of the bathroom, Lauren had disappeared downstairs, though I could still hear her voice echoing through the mansion.

I sighed dramatically before walking to my closet.

After staring at my clothes for several minutes, I finally picked an outfit and changed.

Black boots.

Dark fitted jeans.

A sleeveless top.

Simple accessories.

I left my hair down after curling the ends slightly and added subtle makeup with dark maroon lipstick.

Once I finished, I grabbed my phone and purse before heading downstairs.

The second I entered the living room, Lauren looked me up and down.

"Oh, Logan's definitely going to start a fight."

I ignored her completely. "Where's Odessa?"

"At the hospital dealing with the DNA test thing," Joseph answered casually from the couch.

"Great," I muttered before sitting down and crossing my legs. "Then let's go eat somewhere."

Before anyone could answer, something hit the side of my head lightly.

I looked up in disbelief.

Logan stood behind the couch holding a black trench coat.

"Go change," he said flatly.

"Ow! Absolutely not."

"You're wearing that outside?"

I looked down at myself. "Yes? It's literally clothes."

He tossed the coat directly at me.

"Wear it."

I caught it before immediately throwing it back. "Are you serious? It's hot enough outside to cook an egg on the sidewalk."

"Cecile," Logan warned.

I sank deeper into the couch on purpose.

"What's going on?" Kennedy asked while walking into the room.

"Logan's being dramatic," I answered instantly.

"I'm being reasonable," Logan corrected.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You're acting like I showed up wearing glitter and bad decisions."

Lauren snorted loudly.

Logan crossed his arms. "You attract enough attention already."

"And?"

"And I don't like people staring at you."

The room suddenly went quiet for half a second.

I blinked at him.

Then Lauren made a disgusted noise. "Ugh. That was weirdly cute."

"Thank you," I said proudly.

"That wasn't a compliment," Logan muttered.

I turned toward the others. "Do any of you think this outfit looks bad?"

"Not at all," Lauren answered immediately.

Joseph nodded once. "Looks normal to me."

Kennedy looked terrified of answering.

Traitor.

I pointed at Logan dramatically. "See? The problem is you."

"It's not about the outfit," Logan said with visible patience. "I just know how people look at you."

I genuinely didn't understand him sometimes.

"Nope," I decided while standing up. "I'm still wearing this."

Before he could stop me, I walked toward the door.

Lauren instantly jumped up and followed behind me.

"Wait for me!"