LOGAN POV
Brandon finished editing and Lydia was about to head home.
"Why do you hate her?" Lydia asked.
"I don't hate her," I found myself saying.
"You treat her like shit," Brandon said.
"I've never seen you talk to anyone like that," Evan said. "not in our four years friendship have I seen you dislike someone so badly."
"It's hard to explain," I said.
"Try me," Evan said.
"She was just an annoying kid when Jake and I were young."
"Dude, she was maybe 5 years old," Evan said.
"I don't like people using my brother and mine name for fame," I said.
"We do it all the time! Team 10 use Jake as click bate when they can. Mark and George use your name all the time. You never said anything to them," Brandon said. "Surely don't have them get under your skin like Thea does," he said.
"She gets on my nerves," I said.
"Oh, it's already dark out," Mom walked out.
"Did you take a nap?" Lydia asked.
"I did, it was great. What time is it?" she said.
"It's almost ten," Brandon said.
"Oh, Logan. Let Lydia and Brandon go home and rest."
"She is right," Logan said. "go home and rest guys."
"Wait, has Thea come back yet?" mom asked.
"She went out?" I asked, confused.
"Yeah. I told her to go out when I was taking a nap so she won't be bored."
"Mom, what did I say about walking in Hollywood alone? Especially now that it's late," I got to my feet and reached for the car keys.
"I told her to invite some friends with her," she said. "I bet she called Tony or Tessa," she said.
"Right. I have known her for two days and I bet on Kong she didn't," I said.
"You're right," Pam looked worried. "Let me call her," she said.
Lydia started packing but Brandon stayed just in case I needed him to man hunt Thea.
"She is not picking up. It went straight to voicemail," Pam panicked.
"Mom, stay home and watch Kong. I'll find her," I grabbed my phone and head to the door.
"I'll come with," Brandon said. "Don't worry Pam. Logan likes her enough to lose her," he grins and damn, I wish he was wrong.
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finding thea
FanfictionMy life is not a fairy tale. No fairy godmother came to save me when my mom abused me. No prince charming came to fight away the nightmares I have every single night. But I didn't needed them. until she broke me. My dad brought me back to his house...