My Best Friend Logan

My Best Friend Logan

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Nov 24, 2018
Chapters (so far): 1.You're late 2.Dark hours 3.Typical Arabella 4.The morning after 5.Really, Brooke, Really? 6.The bar 7.GunWOMAN 8.In The Hospital 9.Hello Beautiful 10. You're back! 11. Jack "I came out of my daze when Blade took a step back and looked at me, his eyes roaming my body pervertedly." "He placed a hand on my shoulder and my whole body went crazy" "Just then, a loud gun shot rang in the air. A bunch of screams were heard from the people on the other side of the bar" "Then it all went black." "Suddenly, alarms exploded into sound and a bunch of doctors and nurses came rushing into the room." ""Jack, Get off me" I struggled "I SAID, GET OFF ME JACK!" Only seconds later, Logan stormed into the room, bashing the door on the wall. He viciously pulled Jack off of me and threw him into the wall. Jack bounced off it and collapsed onto my carpet, knocked out."
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