Too Bad For Her Own Good

Chapter 17

"What, in the absolute holy hell are you doing here?" he yells angrily, his words getting lost in the noise of the crowd. Fear courses through me, not because of him but because of the reality of the situation I had just gotten myself into. What was I thinking? Coming here to get revenge. Coming here to show Logan that he didn't have the control over me that he thought. Coming here to show that I'm stronger than I am. And that I can play games too. I'm so fucking stupid.

Problem is, it's too late to turn back now. 

I need to stick to the plan. It's important that Logan understands this, that he doesn't just get to be a dick to me and have me wallow in my sadness. No. I will fight back.

"I came to watch the fight, just like everybody else." I say faking innocence. I have no choice but to play, so I might as well play good.

He eyes me with intense detail as of trying to find out my motive for himself. He's too smart to believe that I'm here just simply watch the fight, he's not that stupid.

He asks me again, "Why are you here? Do you remember what happened last time? Stay here, I will have Mason take you home." He turns around and start walking in the direction of Mason, running an angry hand through his hair, clearly very distraught and totally caught off guard by my appearance at his fight.

"No, I think I'll stay." I tell him boldly, crossing my arms over my chest trying to keep my breathing steady.

Being here again is scary, especially with Logan mad at me. But he can't treat me like he did this morning and expect to kiss all afternoon, and that is something he needs to understand.

He turns around, stalking towards me again. "You don't get to make decisions like that."

I scoff, "Actually, I do. You don't control me Logan. You don't make all the decisions."

"I'm making this one, Kat. Please." His eyes meet mine and hes pleading. But the concern in his eyes cant be real. He had no concern being such an asshole this morning about the events of last night.

"No!" I yell louder then necessary, to prove it more to myself than anyone.

"There a problem here?" Hunter walks up, adjusting the tape on his hands and deliberately flexing his muscles. They are no where near as enchanting as Logan's.

"Stay out of this dick." Logan says, moving slightly to put himself between Hunter and I.

"No, Hunter. Come, talk." I say, looking straight at Logan.

"Kat." Logan warns, but I grab Hunters arm, surprising all of us.

"Logan says I should leave. But, I want to stay. That's okay, right?" I ask Hunter, batting my eyelashes, trying to woo him with my flirting abilities.

"Sit on my side, why don't ya?" Hunter asks, swinging an arm lazily over my shoulder. I look up smirking.

The anger covering Logan's face isn't a surprise, neither is the way he's clenching his fists at his sides.

"Wow, you look a little angry. Everything okay, Logan? Maybe YOU should head home, get some rest." I mock, forcing myself to move myself further against Hunter.

"Gotta admit, shes good." Hunter says, looking down at me. He definitely understands that I'm just trying to piss Logan off, but apparently he's more than willing.

"Here that Logan, I'm good. Apparently its not the only thing I'm good at." I begin, anger coursing through me.

He understands in an instant. "Come on princess, don't-"