They believed she was psychotic,
He believed she was different.
They saw crazy,
He saw innocence.
She doesn't know why she belongs here,
He knows she belongs to him.
" Don't worry babygirl I got you........"
*****This was one of my first books on W...
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"Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me?"
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Iris' POV
As we were on our way back to the house nobody said a word. I myself kept quiet as I didn't want to be the one who broke the uncomfortable silence.
We reached the house and everyone stepped out of the car. Without a second glance, Logan walked up to door and walked in. I looked over to Lucky and Ian in question and they just shrugged. Walking into the house I followed the sound of Logan's footsteps which lead me to his office. I walked in and saw him pacing back and forth while running his hands down his face.
" Logan? " I said softly and he just shook his head as he smiled.
" Is everything ok? " I pushed the door closed and he shook his head.
" Iris.. I think I need a break " That hit me right in my chest. I bit my lip as I looked to the ground.
" A break from what? "
" I don't know. You, Charles, your dad, Siri... I just need a break. " I lifted my head.
" Why would you need a break? " I said trying to keep my voice at bay.
" BECAUSE IT'S TOO FUCKING MUCH RIGHT NOW! " I jumped back as he screamed angrily. He turned to me and glared.
" Do you know how hard it is to run a gang? I have loads of shit that needs to get done and people to speak with but can I do that? No. I can't because I need to worry about Charles who's trying to kill us all, I need to worry about possibly being attacked by other gangs, I have to worry about my fucking girlfriend who doesn't know when to just sit and stay. Why the hell did you leave anyway? To get fresh air? To get a fucking snack that you could've asked me to bring home to you? God Iris, It's like you're fucking clueless sometimes. I love you Iris but I just need a little time alone to process all the shit in my head. " Tears were rolling down my face as he spoke his words. I felt like complete shit. I guess I never did consider that he may be under too much stress.
