" Logan! Logan, where are you?" Lisa called as she walked into the large garage. She found Logan bending over the hood of a large red truck. " Logan, what are you doing?"
He jumped and hit his head on roof, "I was just checking the water pressure in this thing." He motioned to the car, "And doing some thinking while I was at it." He let out a heavy sigh.
"About what?" Lisa asked tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"How did you meet your blonde friend?"
"He was kind of my boyfriend you could say before the whole Jonathan ordeal," she looked down at the ring on her finger and sighed. "Something I still have to take care of once I get back to Miami," she said, "Why?"
"I don't like him," his voice was firm and showed no amusement.
"You don't like anyone, Logan."
"Especially not him," he interjected, "I don't know what it is about him, but something just isn't right."
"You don't like anyone who poses as a threat to you. Oh my, please tell me that you are not jealous!" Logan's face twisted into a mixture of confusion and amusement.
"What kind of a question is that?" he asked angrily.
"I just thought that I would make sure, Can't be too careful," she said with a strange tone of relief evident in her voice.
"Would it be a problem if I was?" he asked taking a step towards her.
" Logan, something is wrong, okay? What little bit of sense of humor we've managed to establish over the last couple of weeks has vanished." She said, "It's me remember? You can't be jealous because I have a boyfriend."
"Why would it matter anyway?" he asked taking yet another step towards her. Lisa immediately tensed; he was too close, even for Logan.
" Logan," she whispered but was cut off by him quickly leaning in and pressing his lips against hers aggressively. He ignored her as she struggled against him trying to put her hands against his chest to shove him away from her, but he continued to kiss her fiercely. His hand was on the back of her head restraining her efforts and his other arm wrapped around her back effectively pinning her as she tried to pull backwards from him.
After a few moments, he pulled away and allowed Lisa to tear herself out of his grasp. He looked at her only to be met with a tear streaked gaze as she trembled violently. Blinking, he suddenly realized what he did and reached out to place a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She jerked away and ran from the garage. As he watched her retreating, shivering form, he knew that the little bit of trust he had managed engender over the past three weeks had been lost in a brief moment where he lost control.
"We all have our own cross to bear, Logan; some just make it harder for others."
Lisa crossed her legs and tried her hardest not to look impatient as she waited for the two brothers's to walk through the doors of the pizza parlor. Looking down at her hand she began to fiddle with her small diamond purity ring. Her thoughts began to drift back to the day that her father had given it to her. She became so caught up within her own memories that she didn't notice the three young men as they walked to the booth she had placed herself in until she felt a hard hand come down on her shoulder.
With a small shriek she jumped from the booth that she was sitting at.
"Sorry, Lisa, I didn't mean to scare you," Jonathan said with a hint of amusement present in his voice.
"It's fine," she said quietly before she noticed the two other young men that were standing a few feet behind Jonathan. One of the men looked almost identical to Jonathan but his hair was a lighter brown and was somewhat longer which carelessly fell over his eyes. He appeared more well-built and taller then his otherwise lanky twin. The other man was taller then both of the twins and his hair was a sandy blonde hair which fell loosely over his shoulders. His eyes were the same shade of pale blue as the two others and he was powerfully built making him seem like he was eldest of all three.
"Lisa, this is Jackson my brother," he gestured toward his twin, "And Mark Crane, my cousin," he said indicating toward the other young man. She shook Jackson's hand then extended her hand towards Mark, but instead of shaking it he gently held it and brought it up to his lips.
"Show off," Jonathan coughed to cover up his insult. They slid into the booth, and for the rest of the evening Lisa concentrated on trying to ignore the strange looks she was getting from Mark and Jackson both.
Lisa awoke with a start in the middle of the night only to have the sound of two grown men arguing grating in her ears. With a growl she jumped from the bed and sprinted from her small room. As she descended the stairs she caught the sight of Logan and Steven standing in the main hall of the school.
"What is going on?" she shouted upon reaching the bottom of the stairs. Both heads turned to look at her, their gaze was annoyed but it quickly changed into a look of amusement for Logan and confusion for Steven.
"Nice pajamas, Leese," Logan remarked. She looked down at her attire that consisted of a black shirt that had the word 'Sexy' written across it in bright red. It had been a prank gift from one of her friends in high school and she was surprised to find that it still fit her. Her sweat pants were a dark purple and were very loose fitting on her.
"Very funny," she said looking back up at Logan. "You guys woke me up with all the noise!" she shouted.
"It's two thirty, you would have woken up within the next half hour anyway," Logan shrugged.
"You know what I think Logan? I think you should shut up. I'm still mad at you and don't even think about getting me started on that again."
"Are you finished, Lisa?" Logan asked rolling his eyes and pulling out a cigar from inside his coat.
"No, I am not," she walked up to him and pulled the cigar out of his mouth. "You just ticked off an extremely exhausted and emotional woman." She said waving the cigar in front of his face before turning and storming back up the stairs.
Over the next few months Jackson, Jonathan, and Lisa became as family. Mark rarely showed his face, but when he did Lisa found she didn't like the vibes coming from him. They had made it a ritual to have Pizza at the small parlor on the corner every Monday. Though it had been Jonathan whom she had met first it was Jackson whom she drew closer to out of the two twins. Jonathan seemed to be obsessed with that fact that she couldn't stand it when men looked at her. He seemed to derive some kind of enjoyment from her fear. Every time they would talk about it, his eyes would flutter and he seemed to lose himself in the conversation.
Lisa knocked on Jackson's door quietly and then waited for someone to answer. Today was finally her sixteenth birthday. Jonathan and Jackson had told her that they were doing something special for her.
The door opened and Jackson beckoned for her to come inside. With a curt nod she followed him in, "Go ahead and sit on the couch, Jonathan going to be a second." Smiling, she sat down and
crossed her legs. Jackson disappeared down the hall and she was left alone in the living room.
"Jackie boy where's my ba- why hello, what do we have here?" Lisa looked up to see a tall blonde man standing in front of her with a black cell phone in his hand. "Buddy, I'm going to have to call you back, yeah, I'll tell you later." He hung up the phone not taking his eyes off of Lisa, "Can I help you?"
"I-I'm waiting for J-Jackson," she stammered.
"Why?" before she could answer Jonathan came storming in the room. Upon seeing the blonde man he froze and glared at him.
"Get out of here, Danny," he said slowly. The man threw his arms up in mock surrender before leaving the room.
"You ready to go, Lisa?"
'Keys… cell phone… ticket… passport… J.J." Lisa stopped checking the items off in her head as she stumbled upon something that didn't fit. "Wait a second, I don't bring J.J. this time," she mumbled under her breath as she walked through the underground garage for the school. As she suspected, Logan washunched over the open hood of the red truck he had been working on the day before.
"L-Logan?" she asked quietly as she walked up to greet him.
"Hey, Leese, don't you have a flight to catch?" he said distracted.
"Yeah, I'm leaving in a few minutes. I thought I would at least say good bye before I left."
"Why? Last I heard I had ticked off a very exhausted emotional woman?"
"About that…" she let a small giggle and Logan laughed lightly too. "I just figured I would come say good bye because by the end of the week we're going to be out of your hair."
"What do you mean out of my hair?" Logan interjected.
"Well, you'd be rid of me and J.J. I'm going to move back into my old home and J.J.'s going to go back to living with his father. You can go back to your normal life. Well, whatever normal is for you," she said.
"What, do you think that I find you guys as a burden?" he asked surprised.
"Well, you're the one who said that the professor had you keep an eye on me."
"No, I said that it was something I chose to do."
"It was pretty obvious that it was something you were told to do!"
Suddenly Logan took a step forward and grabbed Lisa by the shoulders. "Don't touch me!" she shrieked and tried to jerk herself out of his grasp.
"Lisa, calm down! I'm not going to hurt you!" he shouted trying to calm her down.
"Well then get your hands off of me!" he released her and she stumbled backwards from not being prepared for him to suddenly relinquish her.
"You're not going to come back are you?"
"I thought I made that clear!" she shouted then her tone softened, " Logan, you and I have no future. Never have, never will. I can't even hold a relationship with my brother without him going to JAIL." She explained before she continued, "I also needed to tell you, Steven is going to be going with J.J. on the plane which will help us get out of here more quickly."
Lisa rested her head on the seat behind her and looked out the front of the car window while she listened to Mark drone on and on about his ex-girlfriend. During some point in the conversation the subject changed to Jackson talking about how stupid his parents were and how he wished he could kill them. She assumed he was merely joking.
Lisa wasn't sure exactly sure where they were but after the dinner, Jackson just drove out to the country roads and they ended up just talking in a parked car in the middle of virtually no where.
"We could just kill them," Mark suddenly suggested.
"You can't just kill someone on a sudden whim, Mark," Lisa said. "Especially over something as stupid as a silly name they gave you when you were born, Jack."
"Sure you can. We could make it look like a fire or something," Jonathan interjected.
Lisa quietly sat in her seat. She was sitting in the middle of the airplane and she loved it since no one could trap her on board the flight. The memories of the Red Eye flight were still fresh in her mind.
"We are ready for take off." the loud speaker said and she looked down and tried to buckle her seat belt of which she was having difficulties with. After a few moments of fiddling with the buckle, the man seated next to her reached over grabbed the seat belt.
"Let me help you, Lisa." He said buckling it for her. She froze as he retreated back to his seat after assisting her. She didn't want to look at the man and confirm what she already knew. But she couldn't help herself.
Slowly she met his gaze and felt dread creep up her spine as the truth of her situation radiated through her mind.
Jonathan Crane was seated next to her.
"Did you miss me, Lisa? I believe you are already aware of how much I missed you."
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