"Having feelings or affection for me is compared to living hell for anyone. Even for you." He coldly said. Gazing intensely straight into my eyes. His light violet eyes made my breath hitch a little from it's flawless beauty. His tight grip on my shoulder made me forget the pain it was causing. "What if you happen to give me affection?" I boldly said. "I'm fire, come anywhere near my flames and you'll be burned with many scars. So stay far away from me. Forget me!" He enragingly said as he suddenly let loose of his cringing hold on me. Logan was already gone in a blink of an eye and the environment around suddenly felt empty. "I've already gone past the fire." I softly said, hoping he would hear. ----- How many battles does it take to know that he's meant for you. Fate is neither destined or predestined. The truth? Love. Kills. You.
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