Chapter 6

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LOGAN POV

I needed answers. I was going crazy in the hotel room that I grabbed the keys and head out to Don's place. I knocked on his door and heard someone tumbling down the stairs.

Zayn opened the door.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"What are you doing here?"

"I live here," he rolled his eyes.

"With Don?"

"All of them do," Don walked forward. "can I help you, Logan?"

"I need answers," I said,

"To what?" Don asked.

"Why is Thea here? I need to talk to her," I said.

"No," Zayn said firmly.

"Did you do something to her?" I snapped. "did you brainwash her or something. I want to talk to her."

"No," Zayn said again.

"Zayn," Xander was at the staircase warning him. "Logan, come in," he said. Don opened the door wide open and let me in.

"Thea is with my wife at the groceries. I have a little she-devil to feed now so you boys get out of trouble and don't make me come down and beat your asses," he said and left. I followed Xander to the kitchen where the rest of the boys were.

"Hey, man," Liam said.

"What's up?" Chase grinned.

"How long has Thea been with you guys?" I asked.

"Three months," Chase said.

"Shut up, Chase," Zayn said.

"Yo, what is your problem?" I snapped.

"You are the problem," he stepped forward and so did I but Xander placed a firm hand on both our chest, pushing us back.

"Thea is-" I paused. "she is-"

"Your sister," Liam said.

"How did you-" I started. "She told you," obviously.

"No, she didn't," Zayn said.

The room fell silent. All the boys were tensed.

"What?" I asked.

"Thea," Xander started. "she-" another paused.

"What? What happened?" I was getting really anxious and annoyed.

"She lost her memories," Chase said.

"She doesn't remember you," Zayn said.

"What? How?" I asked.

Another silent.

"I swear if no one speaks, I will start breaking bones," I growled.

"She was working late at the club when someone must have robbed her," Xander said.

"What do you mean must have?" I asked.

"We found her at the aisle, bleeding- near death," Xander replied. "We took her back and treated her but when she woke up, she couldn't remember anything apart from her name. She didn't know her last name, her date of birth, or anyone."

"But-" I wanted to believe what he said was all a lie but the other day, the way she looked at me made me feel like we were strangers.

"Then how did you know about me?" I asked.

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