The Difference Between Us

{25} Sadness

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Logan was taken right before my eyes and I was totally useless and unable to do anything. It made me feel like a snitch, it made me feel so useless. I have to protect Logan, he is my best friend, my brother, and I can't have anything happening to him.

As for the others, I would come back to them later. I ran to the only adult I could think of to help me, Mr Fast, and told him the situation. He was startled by the news and initially refused to help with the bail but after begging and more begging, he finally agreed to help bail Logan out.

"Why do you protect him? He could be a spy for all we know." He said to me. I don't actually know why I trust Logan so much to not be a bad guy but I have always had a talent to read people. It was something like telepathy, and that instinct told me that Logan could be trusted hence, he became someone closer than a brother to me. I didn't answer teacher Fast but focused on the road instead as he drove me to the station as a witness.

It was a bit hard proving Logan's innocence but with the recordings I had, I won the case and Logan was set free. I know that it would be difficult for Logan here and on but my brother is a tough person. The fact that he survived all these years living with that abusive man was enough proof. He didn't bother putting his contact lenses back on since his cover was pretty much blown. I knew that it would be really really hard for him but I would be there to give him my fullest support cause that's what brothers do.

Our departure to Beastville was delayed because of the previous incident so we just went to our room straight, well Logan did and I went to the gym where I guessed Scarlet would be. The way she lashed out on Logan earlier could only mean one thing; his father also did something to her. My suspicion was correct as I found the red head seriously taking out her anger on a poor punching bag. Choosing my next steps very carefully, I made my way to the ring and held the bag firmly so it would stop swaying.

"What?!" She looked up at me with irritation as clear as day itself. I am right, Maru did do something to her. I took off my hoodie, going with my undershirt, and went to grab a pair of boxing gloves, inviting her to fight with me instead of the innocent and clueless bag.

Scarlet scoffed and with no hesitation swung at me with a left hook, which I dodged and returned using my right instead. She blocked and I used the opportunity to be on the offensive and tried to land a hit on her. I wasn't going soft on her because she was really serious about breaking one of my jaws so going soft would only be to my disadvantage. After a while, we both collapsed on the platform with heavy breaths. I turned to look at her sweating body and her face especially. My step mom always told me that if I had a super power, it would be telepathy because I had the uncanny ability to tell what people are thinking by looking into their eyes. She felt my gaze on her and turned to look at me with a frown.

"What?" She asked and I just blinked calmly before I spoke.

"Maru…he killed somebody close to you, right?"

Silence hung around us like a drapery. Her eye turned a shade duller than it was before, I don't know why someone with her eye colour has dull eyes but then Scarlet is not a very bright person to begin with. I mentally braced myself for a tantrum but to my surprise she calmly spoke back to me.

"My sister." That was the only thing she said and left. When the woman at the orphanage said her sister left, I thought her sister travelled or something. Never in my mind did I think of death, not in this way. I put my shirt back on and went to the rooms only to find out that it was dinner already. We had general dinner at the dining hall so I went there only to find Logan missing. I figured that he would not be able to come downstairs if he didn't want mass choking so I went there to grab dinner for us both instead.

"Did you know that he was the 'bad news'?" I heard one of them whisper to the other. I knew who they were talking about. It didn't take so long for the news about his identity to spread. I understand where the clique's hatred is coming from and where most people are coming from. They are all afraid that Logan is just an informant for Maru. I once had that hatred and fear, something I still regret so much but seeing these scars on his body, something a father did to his own son...it is better not to have any parent than having one who abuses you.

I still have a bad feeling abut Logan that I can't place my fingers on but that comes later. I just can't stand the whispers I am hearing. I understand their fears but they need to know that it was not his fault to be born into that family. When I couldn't take it anymore, I banged my fist on a table, disturbing everyone in the place but I didn't care.

"Stop it all of you, just stop it! Stop talking behind his back like you know how it feels to have a murderer as a father. Stop plotting ways to make his life even more miserable than it was, just stop!" I yelled.

"You are okay with it?! Heck we have the freaking son of a serial killer among us! What if he is just an informant for that man? What if he is just picking up Intel on us to find out who he kills next?!" One of them yelled back. I was too angry and caught up in my thoughts to see who it was.

"Try being in his shoes. Try being labelled for what your psychotic father does. Try being lumped with him despite clearly not doing the same thing as he is, try being...try being..." I couldn't talk, the tears stopped me from talking and besides it was not in my place to tell of his personal experiences. I sniffed in and wiped the stray tears from my eyes. I see Shelia crying and Sharon frowning. Both did so knowingly as though they had seen what Logan went through by his scars. I sighed when the sounds of protest and indignation started to become louder and said a final note.

"I understand your points of view but try to understand his point of view too. It's really difficult as the son of a serial killer."

I left with the food trays in my hands to meet Logan in our room. The brunette was staring intently at something so I dropped the food and went to take a look at the thing. It was a picture of a younger him with a woman. The picture was torn but I could tell that there was a third person in that photo.

"My mum." He spoke up as if reading my thoughts. I took a close look at the picture. He sure took after her in looks and hair. His gentleness has to be from her too, I can't imagine Maru being gentle at all. "I found this at the house. She is beautiful, right?"

"She is."

"I didn't even remember her until today." He whispered. We sat there in silence until a soft knock interrupted us. When I went to open it, I was half surprised to see Shelia there with three bottles of water. She waved and asked if she could come in, and I agreed. Like I said, I am half surprised at her actions but I know that Shelia had always been a open hearted girl that wouldn't allow something as trivial as a father's identity to come between her and her boyfriend.

She apologized for her earlier behavior and used mother hen method to force Logan into eating the food I bought him. I have been trying do do that for minutes! Girls are scary and that is why I don't mess with them.

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