Too Bad For Her Own Good

Chapter 26

"No, Kat, you don't get to make decisions like that." He groans, pushing me away from him. I'm too involved in what he's saying to be embarrassed.

"What so you get to inadvertently bring me into a gang without telling me, sign me up to play a part in this madness, keep this whole gang thing from me, seriously Logan would you ever have told me if I didn't find out? And you get to make all the decision but Logan I'm not gonna just sit around and let you-"

"Yes you are. That'd exactly what you're gonna do. You're gonna sit on that pretty little butt of yours and read your book and watch some romance movies while I handle this. Yes, Katherine, that's exactly what you're going to do." He says angrily.

I gape at him, "You signed me up for this asshole! I didn't want to participate in any round, and I don't remember you asking me!"

"Fuck off." He screams and storms off. "Guys, let's go."

"Where are you going?" I scream at him, tears unknowingly streaming down to face.

"Away from you. Why don't you go fuck Hunter while you're at it sweetheart, let me know how it goes." He spits, opening the door with a trail of boys following behind him.

Mason stops and pulls me into an unexpected hug, "Don't let him get to you doll, he does this. It's how he protects himself." He mumbles before sending me an apologetic look and storming out the door.

I hear the door close quietly, I sink to the floor.

Logan makes me cry more than anyone else that I know. It's his fault I'm like this. His.

He told me he loved me, that he wants to marry me.

Then he does this. He pushes me away from all things him.

I shouldn't have to apologize for trying to help.

I stand up, forcing myself to tidy up the kitchen in whatever way I can. I need to stay busy, the smarts is tomorrow.

...

Logan never came home last night. In fact, it's 5 in the afternoon and he isn't home.

I'm pacing by the front door, panic coursing through me at the impending round I have to play and the fact that Logan is being no help at all.

I've taken 6 practice tests, scoring at least a 2250 on each of them.

Although some moral support would be helpful.

I hear a car beep outside and look out the window to see Logan sitting in his truck.

The asshole doesn't even have the heart to come inside.

I stalk out the door, walking around and hopping in next to him, a scowl etched permanently on my face.

I don't say a word, don't even acknowledge him.

"Are you mad or something?" He asks

I scoff, "No I actually love when you leave me alone all night. Especially when something potentially dangerous is happening in a  few hours."

"You were making me angry Kat, I would have said something I didn't mean." He counters, moving his hand to rest on my thigh.

"Like what Logan? That I wanted some control over myself?"

"What if you got hurt Kat? What would I do then?" He says seriously, and my heart leaps.

"Logan I'm fine."

"But what if you werent? We have this fight to much Kat." He breathes, almost in defeat.

"Then let me help you."