Playing Games

Chapter 7

LOGAN POV

A loud scream pierces my ears, scaring the life out of me. My eyes peer at the shadow that's a few feet away, and I notice that the person has blonde hair. They turn slowly, and Savannah is standing there, looking horrified. I'm surprised to see her again, but my brief delight is pushed aside because she seems to be filled with terror.

I walk towards her, and she screams again. I don't know what to do or how to react, so I reach out to hug her and calm her down. She backs away from me like I'm endangering her, which isn't the case. I just want to figure out why she's so scared of me.

"Stay away from me!" Savannah shrieks, and my heart pounds.

"Woah, woah, woah! Savannah just calm down." I say calmly, trying not to startle her.

I grab her hand, and surprisingly, she doesn't scream again. Savannah's eyes gleam, looking much greener than normal. She smiles, and then leans in to kiss me. Her sudden change in emotion takes me by surprise, but it doesn't particularly matter that much to me. Her lips are soft and warm, and I don't want to break away. 

I don't think I can.

I yell as I realize that our lips have been conjoined together, and we actually cannot separate. This wouldn't be a problem if I could breathe, and in fact, being asphyxiated by Savannah Moore is probably something a lot of guys dream about.

Hell, I wouldn't mind it.

Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain in my groin, and Savannah and I fall together. Our lips are still connected, and then my vision begins to blacken around the edges. There's a strong pain that resonates throughout my whole body, and it only continues to intensify as the seconds pass.

And then everything disappears.

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I jolt out of the bed due to the sudden ringing of my phone. I rub my eyes before picking it up, and a groan is released from my mouth. It wasn't who I wanted it to be, which makes me even more disappointed.

Olivia.

I answer it, because I know that completely ignoring it will cause yet another petty argument.

"Hello?" I say groggily.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for arguing with you over the phone. Just because I said those things doesn't mean that you'll completely stop being Anthony's friend. So for that, I apologize." Olivia says, sounding guilty.

Wow, she actually has the decency to admit how wrong she was.

"That's surprising to hear from your mouth." I snippily reply, and she sighs.

"Listen to me, Logan. I really am sorry for saying that, I know that Anthony is your best friend and—" Olivia starts, but I stop her.

"Anthony has been there for me more than you have. So you don't get to bad mouth him. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to start my day on a pleasant note."

With that, I hang up, quickly getting dressed and driving off to the grocery store to pick up some food because all of the contents in my fridge are probably spoiled. I'm always going out to restaurants with friends, and the stuff that I do eat is microwavable, so actual produce is never really used by me.