^^IF YOU DONT LIKE IT FIGHT ME BECAUSE I AM DEAD #TWD
Something underneath me was cold and hard, like steal metal. I started to reach my hand up to rub my aching head, but I found myself unable to move my hands, either of them.
Looking down, I saw that my hands were strapped to restraints on the table and so were my ankles.
The room was freezing cold and with the help for the bright ass light pointed on me from above, I couldn't see anything around me.
"Logan?" I called out, squinting my eyes. The bright light above me was doing no good in allowing me to see my surroundings. "Logan? What happened?"
"I told you, sweetheart. You should've cut it off with my brother."
Flashback.
"Embry?" Logan whispered, shaking my shoulder gently.
"Stop it." I groaned, moving a little to try to make him stop. "Logan, I'm tired."
"Who has a key to your apartment, Embry?"
"What?" That kind of got my attention. I rubbed my eyes and turned over on to my back, realizing he was standing up by now. "What are you doing, Logan?"
"Someone's in the kitchen."
"It's probably just Remy, Logan. Go back to bed. You're fucking tiring."
"He said he'd be gone all night." Logan started to go for the door.
With a huff, I threw my blanket off of me and followed him to the door but he stopped and with the little lighting in the room, I didn't see him stop, so I ran into his back.
"Sorry." I mumbled, brushing pieces of hair back behind my ear.
"Stay in here."
"Why?"
"I hear someone. Stay in here." And with that, Logan disappeared out the door. I moved back to my bed, covering up with the blankets.
But just as I did, Logan walked into the room.
"Who was it?"
Before he could answer, something grabbed him from behind and pulled him into the darkness of the hallway.
"Logan!"
"Wakey, wakey, Embry." Victor walked into the bedroom.
"Damn it." I cursed, jumping to my feet. "Logan!"
"I'm fine!" He yelled from somewhere behind Victor and then suddenly three metal claws were puncturing Victor's abdomen. "Run for the door, Embry!"
"What's going on!" I began to tug on a pair of sweatpants over my shorts but then something suddenly collided with my body, knocking me to the floor.
Things were breaking in the living room, glass was shattering, but then everything went silent.
I waited a few heartbeats before attempting to venture out of my bedroom.
I made it to the hallway before I came face to face with Victor.
"Let's go." He started to reach for me but I just reacted on instinct and punched his nose. "Damn. Okay then."
A vicious smirk came to his lips as he took a step towards me and almost stepped on my toes. I stepped back but then bumped into my dresser and knocked a few things off.
I tripped over Logan's big damn boots in the floor and fell on my backside, cursing at how clumsy I was.
Victor's large, rough hand wrapped around my arms and he threw me over his shoulder, and started for the front door, not caring that my head bounced off the wall.
"My bad." He chuckled coldly.
"Logan!" I saw Logan trying to get up from where he was thrown through a hole in the wall separating the living room from the bathroom. There were red scratches along the front of his white t-shirt.
Logan's eyes met mine for a moment and he suddenly got the strength to get up.
I started to hit Victor and kick him, even though it wouldn't do much to save myself. I put my hand on the side of his neck and disintegrated as much of the skin as I could before he threw me down on the floor.
I landed roughly on my back, my head bouncing off the floor. I winced and rubbed my head, feeling something warm and wet from a gash on the back of my head.
Logan had now tackled Victor through the front door of the apartment, busting the door open. The two were fighting out in the hallway.
I wanted to get up and do something, maybe call Remy or the cops or something. But the second I sat up, everything started to spin and I felt nauseous.
That's when everything went black.
End of Flashback
I know this was a super short chapter but like the Walking Dead last night
I need to heal and recover
I can't even
R.I.P. Glenn Rhee and Abraham Ford. You both are beloved and treasured members of the family and we will never forget you.
I can't even. I just like want to fucking fight everyone. Like come at me bitches.
Vote and comment I guess. I don't care anymore. What's the point in life without Glenn and Abraham
<3 Kacey <3
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Destruction (X-Men/Wolverine Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction"She loved him not because he had brought her back to life. She had been like a caterpillar in a cocoon and he had drawn her out and shown her that she was a butterfly." ~Ken Follet {Pillars of the Earth}
