DanielSomething is going on with Logan's family.I'm not sure what, but something about his grandfather didn't rub me the right way today. He seemed like a nice guy before, but today I felt a dark aura surrounding him.Not that I believe in things like that, but my abuelita does. She always tells me to stay away from people who have negative energy surrounding them. That's what I felt with Logan's grandpa today. Purely dark and negative energy.It makes me worry about Logan. What if he is in some kind of trouble?I can't imagine what kind of trouble he could be in. His family is filthy rich! So finding solutions to every problem must be easy for him. Or maybe I was judging him too quickly.Logan's mom Serena didn't let me and Trisha leave until we had something to eat, so I ended up staying for dinner. Logan was still not back by then. After dinner, I excused myself and took Trisha home.I heard someone knock around 4:30 am.I put Trisha to bed and went to sleep around midnight, but
LoganWhen I came to my senses, I was looking up at my grandfather.His blue eyes are dark and full of disappointment."What happened?" I mumbled."You passed our right after doing the job. How are you supposed to take over my empire one day if you pass out at a sight of a little blood?" he barked.A little blood? He must be joking.I look down at my chest as it feels wet and sticky. Just as I thought, it was covered in blood. Grandpa and his men don't seem phased by it, but I am thoroughly grossed out."He was writhing like a headless chicken, grandpa. Don't act like it was nothing. Is he dead?" I ask him grimly."No, he is fine. Bruce bandaged him up and sent him his way. After that, he will think twice before stealing from me again," grandpa said."Is this how you always get people to give your money back?" I ask.Grandpa shakes his head no. "I've done worse to people. This guy got off easy."What can be possibly worse than losing a finger?"Anyway, maybe you aren't cut out for thi
DanielMy throat feels dry, but I manage to let my voice out."Wait!"Logan halts, then slowly turn around to face me again. "What's up?""I didn't say you had to leave," I declare. I just need some time to process this, but I need him to be here to answer all my questions."After everything I told you about me, you still want me to stay?" Logan looks at me with surprise."Ye...yea...just sit down. I am trying to figure this out. So the guy you killed...""He is not dead," Logan corrects me."Okay...the guy you hurt really badly. Does he have a family?" I asked. I don't know why I wanted to know. I probably won't like the answer.Logan shrugged. "I have no idea. I was told not to ask these kinds of questions. His personal life is irrelevant. My job was to scare the living shit out of him."I gulp. I could tell Logan didn't feel much remorse, and that worries me. Is he a sociopath?"And you don't feel bad at all? Did you enjoy it?" I feel dizzy. I still can't wrap my head around this.
LoganAm I dead?Daniel is kissing me—I blink a few times to make sure I'm not dreaming. I am too stunned to protest or make any sudden movements. I don't want this moment to be ripped away from me. His lips are so soft and so smooth. It baffles me. The rest of Daniel is hard as a rock. I never thought he could be gentle, yet here he is, kissing me like I'm precious. Fuck.It shouldn't light me up inside. I'm not a good person. I'm on my way to becoming a mafia boss, yet I'm...Tingling. I'm actually disappointed when Daniel breaks the kiss and looks down at the ground. Does he regret it?The guy doesn't even dare to look at me, and I notice his neck is slowly turning red as if he just now starting to realize what he did. "Um..." he starts to speak first but then stops.Wait. Is Daniel nervous? He looks nervous. Is he nervous? No. I must be hallucinating or something! Quick. What do I do?!Knowing I have to wake up from this alternate universe, I raise my hand and slam my palm aga
DanielIt's been a few days since Logan stayed the night. Everything should be back to normal, except it's not. That kiss keeps popping up in my head, and I see his smile and flushed face, which irritates me!I may be irritated at myself for letting him get under my skin. I am supposed to be careful about my emotions, but here I am, thinking about that jerk. It can't be helped, I guess.Angrily, I keep molding the clay in my hands. This is one of my favorite classes because creating things with my hands relaxes me. But because of the whole thing with Logan, I can't even enjoy this!The art teacher looks out from her desk, and I have to make my sculpture good to save my grade. The problem? It's starting to look strangely like—Logan's face!No, no, no, this can't be happening!I shriek and drop the clay on the floor as if it burnt me. People turn their heads, and I hyperventilate, staring at the clay by my feet. My cheeks are burning. Why did I sculpt Logan's face?! What is wrong with m
LoganI feel like Daniel's been avoiding me.I texted him after that day at the house, but he acted uninterested. I wonder if he lost interest in me after kissing me.No, I don't believe that. Not after the way he held me when we kissed. He is definitely into me like I am into him. That's right. I'm not afraid to admit it anymore. I like Daniel, and now I will make sure he becomes mine.But how do I make him admit the same?I catch up to him on the way to his car and stop him before he has the chance to get in."Daniel, wait!" I shout. He looks at me and narrows his eyes."What's up?" he asks."How is your nose?" I ask him. He looks kind of angry, nearly making me laugh. I guess I still annoy him a lot."What? I'm just a concerned citizen," I grin."My nose is just fine, thank you for asking. And thank you for taking me to the nurse's office too, but I could've walked there, you know. My legs were fine.""Jeez, Daniel. You are always so grumpy. Anyway, I wanted to ask you something,"
LoganDaniel walks over to Trisha, who is wiping her tears. My heart twitches at the sight of the little girl crying."It's alright, sweetie. Why don't I read your favorite book in bed?" Daniel says in a gentle tone.Trisha rubs her eyes. "But I'm not sleepy." "It's bedtime, Trisha. You know the rules," Daniel tucks her hair behind her ear.Trisha looks at me. "I want you to read me a story!"I point at myself questioningly. "Me?"Trisha nods, so I walk over to her with a grin. Kids always liked me for some strange reason. I'm not sure why."Err...Trish. You shouldn't force Logan. He is a guest and..." Daniel starts mumbling, but I stop him."No one is forcing me. I'm an excellent storyteller, so I'm happy to do it," I said. I walk over to Trisha and pick her up. "You ready to hear some crazy stories, princess?" I gush."YES!" Trisha is equally enthusiastic."But not too crazy," Daniel protests."Yeah, yeah, let's go," I chirp and take her back to her room to tuck her in.Luckily, sh
Daniel I stare at him dumbfounded. Did Logan just ask me out? "Are you going to make me repeat it?" Logan let out a nervous laugh. "Are you asking me out on a date? That's crazy," I said. "What's so crazy about it? It's not like I'm asking you to marry me! It's just a date for the party. Besides, my friends like you," Logan narrows his eyes. I try to hide the fact that I am nearly blushing. "What if people think we are dating for real?" "Yeah? Is it going to be absolutely terrible for you if they do think that? Are you still in the closet and don't want to come out just yet?" Logan asked. "No, I'm not ashamed to admit I'm gay. I just never told anybody because nobody asked or cared to ask," I protest. "Well then, come with me to the party. We are going to have a lot of fun, I promise, "Logan said. "I just think it's weird that you are asking me. I'm still in shock that you asked me." "What's so shocking about it?" Logan looks at me curiously. "It's just that you will have to