Protect Me *ON HOLD*

Run and Run

A/N:

Chase^^

Music video: Won't Stop Running by A Great Big World
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Logan

Darkness always consumes me. It's like I can never get away from it. I run and run and even when I look behind me and don't see it, I run right smack into it.

I'm sitting, alone on the bathroom floor, trying to get my heartbeat back and my breath slow. I hear pounding but I don't know if it's my own heart or someone outside of my stall trying to get in.

I know no one meant for this to happen but it just does. Something always happens.

"Logan" Lia pleads with me on the other side of the stall "it's okay Lia, I know class is starting soon and I really don't want you to be late" I say once I know I'm ready to speak. "Especially not for me" I mumble to myself.
"You must be crazy if you think I'm leaving you here by yourself" she states not a second later. "Just let me in" she sighs "I brought you some extra clothes I had in my locker" she pauses as she ruffles through her bag.

She's trying Logan. Give her a chance.

I sniffle and use my sore muscles to push me up. Her face is the first thing I see, and it surprises me "Lia you barely know me and you're helping me out. Why?" I rasp out. "Because that used to be me" she replies. My eyes lock with hers and she smiles at me, a sad smile.

"Thank you" I say before taking her clothes from her extended hand. My once white polo under my navy blazer rocks a horrid brown color. With a disgusted face I peel them both off and my eyes fall upon horrid jagged pale lines adjourning my stomach.

"Um it looks like we're the same size so I also brought you a bra" Lia chuckles embarrassed "oh um thanks" I awkwardly reply picking it up and switching my wet one with hers. This has got to be the most awkward situation of my life.

"Look, it fits you better then it does me" she gushes "it looks so good on you" she chuckles "even though we're both wearing the same thing" she says referring to the uniform. We are forced to wear navy blue blazers with a white polo and a matching skirt, it's recommended we wear the high socks but I'm not one for that so I didn't put them on. On the left side of the blazer has the school emblem with our mascot in it, yes this is a private richy rich school. Also we have the choice to wear a jumper rather then the blazer but honestly I was saving that for Friday.

We exit once we deem it's both safe and I'm not all puffy eyed.
"Here I'll take your clothes and bring them to the washer here at the school. The janitors gave me a key for when it happened to me" she says "I'll see you in French" then she's gone down the hallway.

I walk to French with my head down and my mind focused on keeping my breath slow. One thing I hate is making a scene and after that lunch I know everyone is going to be staring and talking about it. Which is frightening. My steps were fast paced as I hated missing class. I hurried through the door and to my seat "Ah, Logan isn't it" the older lady behind the desk asked. I nodded and looked at my hands. She didn't say anything after that. Everyone was just silent and waiting for her reaction, my breath was held as I waited with them. I looked up and locked eyes with her, her expression read 'this is a warning' but her eyes were slightly sympathetic. I assume she heard too.

A hand touched my back and my chair squeaked as I jumped. A chuckle was emitted from behind me and I felt a breath on the back of my neck "nice of you to show up" the voice said. My eyes slid up to the clock and then back down to the board where notes were being taken. The hand slid down to my mid back before I heard it softly land on the persons desk.
"Tanner" I squeaked "don't do that" I hissed. "What" a pause "this?" His hand took a piece of my hair and twirled it around his fingers "or this" it traveled around my upper back. "How bout this" his breath wrapped around my neck like a snake, his hands however rubbed slow circles on my upper shoulders. A shiver racked through my body and a sigh escaped.