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Chapter Thirty: What An Emotional Ride

CHAPTER THIRTY | WHAT AN EMOTIONAL RIDE

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He left me alone.

It was the next day. I was in the halls of our school, putting away my things, and once I finished, I turned around just as Logan entered the school. My locker is moderately close to the school entrance so we immediately made eye contact. 

Normally, Logan would come over, provoke me, tease me, shove me, take my papers, hit me, you get the idea. He would annoy me in any way possible, enough to get me agitated, seeing the amusing expression on his face, pissed me off to an unbelievable point.

Yet, today was different. He kept his eyes locked onto me, gulped and switched his gaze somewhere else, before walking away. The bell rung, everyone, rushing towards their classes, as I just stood there, dumbfounded.

Did Logan Rivers just leave me alone? Just because I told him to? So far, he looked like he wanted my forgiveness. It shocked me, seeing his expression when he locked eyes with me, he looked... guilty, desperate, and a hint of angriness. 

Logan bullied me for two years. He added to my grief, more than what happened at home. He made me feel miserable, not worth it in the world, constantly called me pathetic. He turned the whole school against one normal girl, just because of how many people respected him. He was the king while I was the slave, continually giving him the satisfaction he needed, and that satisfaction was my pain. 

Although, there's this tiny part in my head telling myself to forgive him. There's a part of me that understands why he did this. Logan lost his brother, and my brothers were with him at that time, the ones who were driving. The sorrow of losing his brother piled on top of him, pressuring him and giving him the idea of blaming it on someone, other than himself. All that pain was too much for him, he didn't want to torture himself, he wanted to accuse my brothers because there is a tiny part where they were responsible for his brother's death. Since he couldn't get his hands on the twins, because they were older and much stronger than Logan, he decided to target Cayden and I so he could mentally hurt the twins. 

"So, Logan and the whole school left you alone," Jaxon commented in the car, as we drove to my place. It felt like the school day ended earlier than usual, "do you think he wants your forgiveness? He wouldn't have done this just because you told him to."

I sighed, "I know, and it's weird. Logan bullied me for two years, and he just suddenly wanted to apologize? It was so random, I feel like he's faking this, that could be possible."

We all shrugged it off, quickly changing the topic. There was a part of me telling myself to forgive him, but, I'll just have to see by the end of this week to see if he's truly being honest about this whole situation.

Ethan parked in my driveway, as I sat up, kissed all their cheeks individually and stepped out of the car. I waved to them, giving them a soft smile, the three of them returning the polite gesture before Ethan pulled back, driving off as I watched the black car vanish into the distance. 

I sincerely wouldn't trade them for the world. 

I walked up to my door, pushing it open and entering my house. Kicking off my shoes, I walked into the kitchen where I found West standing there, his phone pressed to his ear. Judging by the tone of voice he was using, I involuntarily could tell that he was disturbed. His back was facing me, so I wasn't able to see his expression, so I just stood behind the corner and listened attentively.