-Selena's POV-
"Logan? What did he do?" I questioned confused.
"Well, I personally recall him telling us he didn't care if we hurt you..." A smirk appeared on Vinnie's face as he stared at me.
"Vinnie please don't hurt me...I never did anything to you!" I begged
"Really? Remember all the times you've rejected me?" He crossed his arms.
"Zayn..." I started. "I never did anything to you, Dallas, Jake, Patrick, make him stop."
"I was promised fried chicken to tag along." Patrick showed off a cheeky grin.
"THIS IS LOGAN'S DAMN PROBLEM. NOT MINE. NOW GO HURT HIM GO! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE." I screamed.
Dally slapped me with the end of his gun, probably leaving a bruise on my face. I winced in pain, shaking more, from coldness and fear.
"Boys...make her suffer." Vinnie commanded them.
They nodded showing their understandment, all coming in closer to me, until they were inches away.
"No, no go away." I turned around in a circle multiple times, I was surrounded by them all.
Dally kept his gun on my head, Jake pulled out a pocket knife, Patrick stood there awkwardly, and Zayn clenched his fist.
"GO AHEAD. JUST KILL ME ALREADY." I fell to the ground. Dally aimed his gun at me rather than holding it to my head.
"Get the hell back up here what are you going?!" Zayn picked me up by the collar of my shirt.
"Just kill me now, I don't care." I burried my head in my hands.
I looked back up, to see them backing up slightly, looking down at me.
I stood back up, facing Vinnie. "I knew you didn't have the guts to do it."
Vinnie's face turned red with anger. "Be lucky."
I rolled by eyes and turned to Dally. "Go ahead, shoot me, I DARE YOU." I stepped close to him.
"Don't think I won't kid...don't think I won't." He shook his head.
"Yeah okay." I turned to Jake. "Going to stab me now? Go ahead." I faked a smile, throwing the knife out of his hand.
"That's it Selena, you've pissed us off. This isn't the end, I swear to god you're dead. You're lucky today, but watch your back." Vinnie warned.
He snapped his fingers ordering everyone to leave.
His little group followed him. The only one bothering to look back was Patrick, who looked guilty.
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I barged through the front door to my house, charging up the stairs, then banging on Logan's door.
"What?!" He opened the door, looking irritated as ever.
"What's your problem?! I'm so SICK of you." I yelled in his face.
He put his head down and pursed his lips. "What did I do.." He almost mumbled.
"I basically just got jumped."
He lifted his head up. "I'm sorry."
"I'm sure you are."
"I didn't know..."
"You knew they would hurt me didn't you? Don't even answer."
"I had a rough day."
"Well that makes two of us. Do you think...for ONE SECOND YOU CAN CARE ABOUT SOMEONE OTHER THAN YOURSEL?!"
"Sel..." He placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Don't touch me." I pushed his hand off me. "Do us all a favor, just stay locked up in your room for the rest of our life, die of cigarettes, beer, I don't care. For the last time, get out of my life."
He nodded. "Oh...okay."
"Bye you faggot." I rolled my eyes, walking away into my room.
"Bye Sel."
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-Logan's POV-
I faced the wall, leaning against it with support from my hands. I continuously banged my head against the wall, over and over again.
I wasn't strong, here I was, crying my eyes out.
I didn't want them to hurt Selena. Sure I was angry at her, but she didn't deserve that. I knew I had to deal them out myself.
Selena makes me feel like it's raining outside, then when the storm passes, I'm all torn up inside, useless. She made me feel what I deserved. Pain.
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"Hey bastard." Vinnie hit me on the back causing me to groan in pain.
"Look at this little ass hole." Jake cut me with his pocket knife he always had handy.
This is what I got from them, by just walking down a school hallway.
"Look he's too scared to fight back." Zayn thumped me on the back of my head.
"You ain't real shit." Dally laughed punching my arm.
"You think you're da bomb diggity?!" Patrick furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms.
"Pat stop talking." Jake nudged him.
I lifted my hand, ready to knock them all out in one punch, but I couldnt. I dropped my arm and looked at them all, who started cracking up.
"You can't even punch?!" Vinnie said.
"Whimp." Dally shook his head.
"Can't we deal this out like civilized human beings?" I asked.
"We can have war." Zayn punched my shoulder. "You're a pussy."
"Fine, you want war? Tomorrow, after the last bell, we'll fight outside the school. Deal?" I suggested.
"It's a deal Logan." Vinnie smirked to himself. So much evil in that little mofo.
