He pulled me between couples, around friends, and through countless amounts of doors. This wasn't good... he's never been this angry with me before and my heart was pounding. I tried to pry myself from his grip but he only tightened it, causing pain. I was actually lost, I tried to think back to remember which hallways he took and which doors he pulled me through. Fear gripped my lungs as he pulled me into a dark room that smelled moist.
"Where the fuck were you, Lauren?" he growled, pulling me close to him.
"Logan, you're hurting me!" I whimpered as I looked into his cold, hard eyes. They didn't soften and neither did his grip.
"Answer me!" he bellowed, releasing the grip on my wrist to grab my shoulders and shake me.
"I-I went to the doctor," I stammered, still fearful of what was to become of me.
"Fucking liar!" he shouted, releasing me and turning his back to me, "You stuttered, you're lying to me."
"I'm not lying, Logan. I just turned the doctor's note in to the office a little while ago," I said softly, walking over to him.
"Isn't that fucking convenient," he spat, looking at me with a look that broke my heart... disgust.
I put my hand on his shoulder and he tensed up against my touch, never relaxing. 'Why is he so angry with me?' I thought I tried to look at him...he avoided my eyes. I swallowed my pride and released the words that had been bouncing around in my head and heart for awhile, now:
"I love you, Logan," I whispered, feeling my heart throb in my throat. I tensed my own body, waiting for the rejection and the pain. His shoulders finally relaxed and he turned to look at me.
"You don't mean that," he said, shaking his head slowly. He ran his finger along my cheek and I looked into his beautiful, green eyes.
"Yes, I do," I said, standing on my tip-toes to kiss his lips. He turned his head turning it into a kiss on the cheek.
"Maybe we shouldn't see each other anymore," he said, avoiding my eyes. There it was: the rejection that I knew would come all along... I felt my heart break in a million pieces. I knew better! I knew better than to get wrapped up in this!
I turned my back to him and ran away. I heard him calling my name behind me, but I didn't care... I ran through the back hallways as fast as I could...my world was reeling and I was hurting so bad I felt as if I could be in physical pain.
I loved him and I knew it was wrong. He turned out to be everything that I knew he was. The hot tears fell down my cheeks as I heard the bell ring... classes had started, thank God, so there shouldn't be anyone in the hallways. I ran to my locker and got my purse and keys and lo and behold, Vanessa Hodges was standing in the middle of the hallway with her two goons.
"Aww, what's the matter, Sweetheart? Did Logan finally put you in your rightful place?" she said in a mock baby voice. I wanted to rip her fucking tongue out of that cock-sucking mouth of her's but I was in no emotional state for her or those two dimwitted bitches that followed her like sick puppies. Instead, I turned on my heels and ran to my car.
I hated him... I gave him everything and he still fucked me over. It was all my fault. I drove home with tears streaming down my face. When I got home, I sent my mom a quick text letting her know that I came home because I wasn't feeling well and I stripped off my clothes and laid in my bed. To my dismay, my pillows and my blanket still harbored Logan's scent. Instead of relaxing me like it usually does, it broke my heart even more, making me let out sobs that made it hard to breathe. Before I knew it, I was asleep.
~*~*~*~
I was awakened by knocking on my door. "Ren! Are you feeling any better, Honey?" my mom asked me softly.
"No," I said truthfully, my voice was so hoarse that it caught me off guard. My head hurt, my eyes were so puffy that they were almost swollen shut, I couldn't breathe out of my nose, and my throat hurt something fierce.
"You definitely don't sound good...is there anything I can get for you?" she asked, concerned.
"No, Mom... I'm okay," I said, closing my eyes. I didn't want to deal with anyone right now... I hated absolutely everything and I just wanted sleep.
~*~*~*~
My alarm went off on my bedside table. "Ren, it's time to get up!" Mom yelled through the door, as usual.
"I'm not going to school today, Mom," I said, throwing on a shirt and some shorts and jumping back in bed.
She opened my door and came inside. "Still not feeling well, Sweetheart?" she asked sitting on the edge of my bed. I shook my head and she put a hand on my forehead. "You feel a little warm and a little sweaty... stay home, Honey, and call me if you need me," she said softly, leaning down to kiss my forehead. She got up to leave but I stopped her.
I pulled some papers out of my bag and handed them to her. "Can you give these to Dad? These are all of my assignments for the next two days... I don't think I want to go back to school until Monday," I said, hopefully.
She looked at me questioningly and nodded. "Get some rest, Baby, and take care of yourself," she said as she walked out and closed the door behind her.
When the house became silent, I got out of bed and took a shower. I scrubbed my body to wash every memory of Logan from my skin. Thoroughly brushing my teeth, afterwards... I threw my bedding into the washer and washed it twice. I went downstairs to make me something to eat, I liked having the house to myself, but I really missed my brother, Dillon. He was my best friend. I decided to pick up the cell and give him a call.
"Hey, Sis...what's up?" he asked happily when he answered.
"Nothing much, Dillon... life sucks," I said glumly into the phone.
"Oh, Lord... tell me who I have to kill," he said with a sigh.
I told him everything about the last week, excluding the sex but he wasn't stupid.
"Wait, wait, wait... you and Chadwick? What the hell were you thinking, Lauren? I told you about his ass!" he said, chewing me out... I so did not need that at the moment.
"I know, Dillon, I know! I just can't stop thinking about him... what do I do?" I said weakly.
"Well, the big brother in me tells me to go down to Crystal Bend and beat the living shit out of him, that would solve your problem really fast...but you've already told me that you didn't want me to do that. So, I would say to wait him out and keep your head up, you're a really good girl and he'll realize that sooner or later," he said into the phone. I felt better instantly... I had the best big brother ever!
"Thanks, Dillon, I feel better already," I said truthfully, "I think I might even go back to school tomorrow."
"That a girl! I have a class that starts in about 15 minutes, so I gotta go... Be good, Ren, and stay away from the damn white boys for God's sake!" he said with a laugh.
We said our goodbyes and I ended the call. I got dressed, did my hair, and hopped in my car. Soon, I was pulling up at the mall that was a county over. I walked inside and went to some of the stores I saw snooty bitches shop in. I walked into a store and was approached by a bleached blond with huge tits. I looked at what she wore: a low-cut, thin half-sleeve shirt with skinny jeans and gladiator sandals. That was my girl.
