Vodka Kisses

0716- The Glove That Rocks the Cradle

"Don't touch me!" I scream myself awake.

The second I come around, I notice Logan sat up, his hands up in the air.

"Fuck I'm sorry." I apologise to him. "Did I hurt you?" Panic starting to rise.

He shakes his head and covers himself up with the comforter.

"I'm okay." He tells me and I reach for the comforter to pull it down.

I notice the red scratch marks down his core and I start to panic.

"Did I do that to you?" My eyes bug out of my head.

"It's okay, you were sleeping." He shrugs it off.

Oh my god, I hurt him. I really hurt him.

I rush out of bed as fast as I can and into the bathroom. I get down in front of the toilet and start throwing up.

I hurt Logan.

Fuck I hurt him.

What if I gouge his eyes out in our sleep?

That thought alone really had me throwing up.

Logan comes up behind me.

"I'm going to move your hair up and rub your back, are you okay with that?" He asks me and I nod.

He pulls my hair back so it's out of the way and rubs my back so I can let everything else out.

Once I've finished throwing up, he helps me up where I then brush my teeth.

"I'm so sorry." I tell him once we're both back into bed.

"It's okay Gracie." He says softly.

It's not okay.

"I didn't realise I was doing it, do you know how dangerous that is? I did way worse to him and I don't want to do that to you." I tell him, shaking my head.

"You wouldn't have hurt me like that." He shakes his head, lying down.

"I don't know what I was doing, I would've done anything because I didn't realise where I was, don't you get that?" I ask and he pulls me down on to his chest.

He runs his hand through my hair before moving to run his hand up and down my spine.

"I'm okay and so are you. You had a bad dream but you didn't do any real damage. And I'd be stronger than you whilst your sleeping so if you try and gouge my eyes out, I'd have the chance to get out of the way or wake you up." He tells me, it doesn't make me feel better.

Eric was stronger than me, I still got him.

I don't say anything, just stay in silence. I don't fall back to sleep, but Logan does. It takes him a while but eventually his hand slows and stops.

I don't fall back to sleep, I'm too scared.

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"He doesn't have anything on you, right?" Hannah questions.

"He does." Hannah nods. "Because that night I got drunk at the Radley and I used Rollins' credit card by mistake."

Holy fuck.

Dred settles deep into my stomach. Just as I thought we could actually get away with this.

"You got drunk?" Hannah asks full of annoyance.

"What about our timeline? For all the cops know Dunhill could have actually been in that bar." Aria points out.

"No, they have me on surveillance. They can't see the card, so they need my slip with the signature on it and they're gonna have that in a few days." She sits down.