I never thought my life would be like this; trapped in a dark room and scared for my life.
A blindfold was wrapped around my head, covering my eyes, making me completely blind and on high alert.
My breathing was ragged and I could smell the mold tha...
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We finally got to the van they came in and they loaded Logan in. I went to climb in then my mom grabbed my hand.
I turned around to look at her and she shook her head, telling me not to get in with him. I rolled my eyes and pulled my hand away from her.
Logan was the only one there for me these past months. They waited nearly 4 months to come for me so they have no say in what I do anymore.
I sat next to Logan and held his hand as they closed the doors.
Thank God they didn't argue with me, I was too mentally drained to fight with them again.
We spent the next couple of minutes in the van until it came to a stop. We all quickly piled out.
I looked up at the building in front of me, which I'm guessing is one of my Dad's warehouses.
They quickly brought Logan into the warehouse and I followed.
My mom and dad pulled up in another van and hopped out before running over to me.
I ignored them as I ran into the building after Logan. I don't want anything to do with them right now. They're the reason this happened.
The guys brought him to a room and set him on a bed. There was a man in the room that I'm assuming is a doctor. Medical supplies were set up around the room and an IV drip was set up next to the bed.
The man quickly put an IV into his arm and looked at his wound.
He turned to me, "Who cleaned his wound?" He asked me. I pointed at myself and he raised his eyebrows. "You saved his life." He said cleaning his wound.
My eyes widened before I smiled. "So he's going to be alright?" I asked as I walked over towards Logan and lightly touched his cheek.
His face was so peaceful as he laid in the bed.
The man nodded. "I will have to run some tests to make sure there's no internal bleeding, but all seems well." He said.
I nodded and the man walked out.
I sat on the edge of the bed and kissed his lips softly.
"I'll be right here until you wake up." I whispered, running my hand over his cheek lightly.
His eyelids opened slowly, blinking to adjust to the lights before his eyes landed on me.
His lips turned up into a small smile. "I just can't seem to get rid of you, huh?" He asked softly, his voice hoarse.
I chuckled and grabbed a hold of his hand. "You're stuck with me forever." I told him with a smile.
He squeezed my hand and looked around the room. "Where am I?" He asked, looking back at me with a confused expression.
