Indecisions

Asking Questions

After the fight, I helped Logan clean his wounds, with salty water. He seem really upset and I didn't want to get in his way so I asked if he could take me home.

When we pulled up outside my house he told me he was sorry and that I shouldn't have had to witness such a mad event. I told him it was fine and if he need me I'd be there for him.

He leant over and I wasn't quite sure what he was doing, but the I felt a pair of lips touch my cheek. Millions of butterflies flew in my tummy.

I'd seen Logan around school. The day after the fight, he came in with a badly bruised face. Logan being Logan had loads of girl around him asking him if he was Ok, trying to feel pity for him. But he looked like he was about to push them all off.

A few weeks had gone by and Logan hasn't been at school for a few days. I noticed the other morning when my brother was walking down the corridor as usual, with Mitch and Keydon next to him but, No Logan. I was starting to get worried, I knew about all his trouble at home and I ready do care about him, more than I should.

After English I ran into the cafeteria looking for Dana.

He was sitting in the corner table with Mitch, Keydon and some other Boys. Poppy Timber was practically swashing Dana. And some other girls were trying to get on their table too.

I hurried along to Dana's side bending down trying my best not to draw attention.

"Dana" I hissed in his ear poking him in his side.

He jumped a little and looked down.

"What?" He whispered sounded annoyed

"I need to talk to you about Logan" I said uncomfortably

Dana's face lit up and smirk plastered on his lips. "Oh Lover boy Logan, what is it you want from him another make out session?"

My face flushed bright red. "No that's not what I want! I want to know where he is!"

Dana's eyebrows raised then he frowned "actually I was wondering the same thing. He hasn't been at school in ages"

"Yeah exactly" I said agreeing with him

"Wait why do you care?" He asked sounding curious

Oh shit I need to think of an excuse.

"Well basically...Logan has my Maths book... And I need it" I said quiet proud of my lie.

"O..K then" he said not sounding to convinced.

"Dana who are you talking to?" A voice bellowed

Dana looked back up. "N-nothing just something on my shoe, pissing me off"

The whole tabled chuckled.

"Guys what so funny" a extremely high pitch voice shrieked.

"Nothing for you to worry about Frenchy" Mitch voice said sounded pissed off.

That was my Que to leave.

After school I'm going to Logan's house to find out what's really wrong with him.

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I walked up to the heavy oak door, that hid the secret of Logan's family troubles.

I rang the door bell and waited a few minutes.

No answer.

I rang it another 3 times and still

No answers.