The Past Comes Back

The glare given to him could burn a hole in his back

As I stood there with my mouth hanging open I felt someone's warm hand touch my shoulder. I spun around to see my brother and there was a protective look in his eyes as he glanced at me and then quickly averted his eyes at Logan. I had a feeling this wouldn't end well, but just as I was about to say something Drake broke the silence with his 'this is my sister now stop oogling her or I will break your face' serious voice instead of his 'I'm so funny' cocky voice. "Logan can I have a word with you in the living room?"

 

   Logan stood up and walked past Drake and I then into the living room. My brother was looking incredulously murderous at this time. If Logan kept pushing Drake's buttons, then maybe the glare given to him could burn a hole in his back. After about what seemed forever there was a loud crash and what like glass breaking and we all rushed in the living room to find a very bloody Logan lying on the floor and a scowling Drake looking down at him.

   

       

     The glass that was shattered turned out to be a lamp with floral designs on it. After taking in the scene I turned back to Logan and then realized he was basically bathed in blood. Oh no, no, no! I suddenly started to become dizzy at this sight and just about as I was about to go face first on the tiled floor, which would've hurt like a bitch, Drake caught me by my waist and stared into my eyes with such softness that they resembled fluffy teddies. "You okay?" I guess I did a mix between nodding and shaking because he had a confused look on his face. "Yeah, I think I'm fine." In the middle of our staring contest Logan came back to life.

    

        I needed air so as soon as Logan opened his eyes I leaped from Drake's grasp on me and made a run for the door. Before I got to the door I glanced back and saw that everyone was huddled around Logan. When my eyes landed on his body(face) he wasn't looking up at everyone he was looking at me with what seemed to be hurt in his eyes. I felt a dash guilty but was quickly replaced by nausea remembering he was covered in blood much more that I was looking at it too.

      

        As soon as I opened the door I was grasping for air.  There were knots in my stomach that made me feel sick. My palms were clammy and sweaty. Once I was on the porch and the air settled in I felt that previous wave of nausea come over me and I made a B line for the nearest bushes. I emptied out what I assumed was my dinner and midnight snack ( thats right I eat in the middle of the night). I tried to calm my self down because I was literally on the edge on my way to having one of my freaking ou scenes.

     

       

         When I finally got my nerves under control, I had also built up as much courage as I could and slowly opened the door. As I made my way to the living room my first sight was Logan sitting on the couch smirking at me. Oh that little devil. I hate him so much he was just the towns trouble maker and all he does was fight. I wish the glares I gave him could burn even bigger holes in him.

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