Louise nod walking to the couch in the silk robe. She sat down right in the middle, giving an awkward and nervous smile. She put her shaking hands on each of her knees.
"Soo…" Louise said looking around the room. "This is weird."
"Whenever you're ready." Logan picked up his perfectly sharpened pencil.
Louise slowly slipped off the robe, balling it up and threw it in Logan's face, laughing. He pulled it off his face to see Louise.
"Wow," Logan gasped.
"Okay…" Louise smiled. "So I just sit?"
"No," Logan stood up and walked to Louise. "Lay down and have this arm up." He gently grabbed her left arm on the arm of the couch, trying as hard as he could not to touch or look at any of her privates. He moved her other arm to her stomach, making her body lay on her side. "Something's missing," Logan thought out loud. He went into another door of the room, Louise didn't know what was inside, but he was only gone for two minutes. Louise just laid there the way he left her, looking around the room.
When he came back, he had the blue diamond necklace in his hand. Logan walked back to her.
"What is that?" Louise sat up.
"Wear this," Logan said, unhooking the back. "Can I put this on you?"
Louise nod and lifted up her free hair. He put it on her, with the large diamond shinning on her chest. She got back in pose and Logan went to his seat, beginning to draw.
It was silent as Louise and Logan tried not to make eye contact. Louise felt as uncomfortable as ever and the silence was making it worst.
"So how's your parents?" Louise asked breaking the silence.
"Did you just ask me about my parents?" Logan smirked as he looked at the paper. "Really?" He laughed.
"I'm just trying not to make it awkward, starting small talk."
"I know you don't care about my parents, so if you wanna talk, let's talk about something you care about," he smiled as he drew her right arm.
"Can I ask you something?"
He nodded.
"You said that Charlotte was on a trip," Louise started.
"Yeah?"
"You're okay with that?"
"Well of course not, but I'm not her boss. I only just found out about it a year ago when her father told me," he answered.
"Wait! Her dad knows!"
"Yeah, he helped her start."
"Start? Like get her hooked?" Louise raised her voice in shock.
"Look, I don't know the whole story, all I know is once a week she goes on a trip and is back the next day. I just need to leave her alone on the trip and if she's in the hospital I go and everyone forgets it."
"Hospital?! What does she take?!"
"Everything."
"And you guys let her, don't you care about her?"
"Yes I do! I tried to get her into rehab, Cynthia told me to shut up and mind my business. Sullivan said if and when she's a mother then he'll put her in rehab."
"She should be in rehab now!"
"Why? Do you care about her?" Logan smirked.
"No, she's a bitch, but still drugs? And everyone's okay with it," Louise protested.
"Louise, if you haven't realized she's a rich little brat, the only thing her family cares about is money and image, they don't care if she does drugs."
"Cynthia doesn't care?"
Logan laughed.
"She's blinded by Charlotte's family money to care."
Louise yawned slightly moving her right foot and Logan noticed.
"Don't move!" he shot out.
"So has she ever… really hurt herself?"
xXxXx
Charlotte jumped up awakening, shaking. She was in a dark unfamiliar room, inside a bed… naked. She turned to see who she was with and she almost threw up.
Dicky Landon Bennett.
The second oldest son of Dodie and Lionel.
He was asleep, peacefully.
Charlotte ran to the bathroom by the bed and threw up into the toilet. She had some of the colorful pills in her vomit.
She was in pain… down there.
When she finally realized what happened in the last four hours, she pulled out her phone crying.
"Hello? Cynthia? I need help," Charlotte cried.
xXxXx
"Ugh! Are you almost done?!" Louise complained.
"Nope," Logan laughed. "I'm not even done with your legs."
"Okay, well then you pick the subject."
"Fine, how's school?"
"Bad, I only have two more months of shitty high school."
"Going to college?"
"Probably not, you still hang out with those loser skate friends of yours?" Louise quickly changed the subject.
"No," Logan sighed.
"What? Why?"
"I don't wanna talk about it," Logan groaned and Louise got his message.
"Okay, do you still prank?"
He shook his head.
"Damn! Cynthia really changed you," Louise smirked.
"Yeah," he sighed.
"No!" Louise snapped. "No being a said boring person around me okay? No! I won't allow it!"
"Fine, bossy," he laughed.
"So are you half way done?"
"No, Louise this is going to take a while."
Louise groaned.
"Fine, I'll go to sleep."
"Do you move in your sleep?"
"Fuck you!" Louise laughed.
"Don't move!"
"Logan?" Louise smirked.
"What?"
"How do I look? To you?"
"Look? You look nice."
"I look nice?" Louise repeated.
"Well not nice."
"Bad?"
"Good, I don't know what to say!"
"You could tell me in your own opinion, being honest to me."
"Okay, umm, well you're one of the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"One of?" Louise smirked at him.
"Top three… you being number one."
"Honest?"
"Completely."
xXxXx
Charlotte paced back and forth as she anxiously waited for Cynthia.
Eight minutes of crying and Dicky's snoring, Charlotte heard a knock. She rushed to the door and opened it.
There was Cynthia in a light orange dress and white two inch heels. She stepped in holding on tight to her small white purse.
Hearing the sound of Cynthia's heels hitting the floor, Dicky woke up.
"Huh? He jumped up in his bed. "Cynthia?! What are-?"
Cynthia quickly pulled out a small black handgun and shot Dicky in his bare chest by his heart, before he could finish his sentence.
Charlotte shrieked at the sight of the blood falling on the white sheets.
"Oh my gosh!" Charlotte cried.
"Shush!" Cynthia yelled. "You were never here! You were in your room sleeping!"
"He's dead!" Charlotte screamed.
"Listen to me! You were in your room, repeat!"
"I was in my room!" she cried repeating what Cynthia said.
"What were you doing there?!"
"Sleeping!"
"Good girl," Cynthia pat her left rosy cheek.
"What about-"
"Don't worry about it," Cynthia interrupted.
"I slept with him!" Charlotte cried out.
Cynthia groaned.
"It's okay-"
Charlotte cut her off with her cries.
"No it's not! I'm not a virgin anymore!" Charlotte protested.
"Charlotte, calm down. It's okay! No one knows!"
"I know!"
"Charlotte, shush! You're a virgin!"
"No I'm not! I had sex with Dicky!"
"There is no proof! Dicky is dead, so you didn't lose your virginity!"
"Why did you shot him?!"
"Charlotte, if we left him alive he would tell people, tell Logan! Then no wedding! Tell your father, then everyone will know! Call you a whore, a slut, wanna be that?! A whore?!"
Charlotte shook her head, wiping her tears.
"So he had to go!"
Lester suddenly walked in, wearing a pair of white rubber gloves and a yellow apron, holding a black body bag. He walked to Dicky, starting to fold his body.
"Thank you Lester," Cynthia smiled.
Lester nod and went back to work.
"Lester's going to take care of this, now we need to get you to your alibi," Cynthia smiled to Charlotte. "Come on."
The girls left Lester to his work and Cynthia walked Charlotte to her room. Once they went down the stairs and down the hall to the room Cynthia stopped.
"Go on! I have to go to my alibi," Cynthia said.
Charlotte put her hand on the doorknob, taking a deep breath, ready to open it.
"I can't!" Charlotte backed away. "What if Logan's in there?!"
Charlotte began to cry again.
"Ugh! Okay, come with me," Cynthia pulled Charlotte back down the hall.
xXxXx
Logan thought he heard something outside the room, but shrugged it off. He was thinking it was Cynthia or something.
Gosh! If anyone caught them, Cynthia's evil plan would be ruined and as much as he hated his mother, part of him didn't want to let his parents down. With all the acting out in his teens, he still, like every child, needed their parents to be proud. Logan couldn't let them down, he needs their love. He wouldn't be able to look at himself in the mirror, knowing his parents were disappointed in him. Maybe that was why he was following along with this heartless plan. It sure wasn't about the money, he didn't care about that paper that got him in this mess in the first place. It wasn't Charlotte or her family, he couldn't stand any of them. That was the only reason that made sense.
Logan finished up the finally touches while Louise slept, laying in place. He stood up, walking to Louise. He tapped her bare shoulder, but she didn't wake. Logan tried not to look at her parts, he seen them enough, but couldn't help. He wanted to touch Louise, but stopped himself. She was asleep that's what would be really messed up touching her.
"Louise," he said shaking her should.
Louise slowly woke up. She smiled at Logan when she fully woke.
"Hi," Louise rubbed her eyes.
"Hello sleepy head, I'm done."
Louise jumped up off the couch.
"Let me see!" she ran to the paper. "Oh my gosh! It's amazing! Look at my face!" Louise laughed.
"Thanks." He walked to the bathroom and picked up her clothes.
"Tired of me already?" Louise laughed as he handed her clothes.
"No! Of course not, I just thought you would want to put them on as fast as possible."
"You know, you are the first guy to ever see me naked," Louise smiled. "Can you help me?" she handed him her black and white 34b bra.
"Uh sure," he stammered.
Louise turned in front of the wall mirror back facing him.
Logan hooked it back on her as Louise smiled at him in the mirror.
After the bra, she put on her black underwear.
Louise noticed she still had on the necklace. She hooked it off and handed it to Logan.
"You're going to want this," she smiled.
"Thanks," he set it on the bed.
Louise finished getting dressed as Logan awkwardly watched.
"Can you zip up my dress?"
He nod and zipped it up.
They stared at each other in the mirror, with no words until Logan spoke.
"Can I kiss you?" Logan asked and Louise turned around to face him, putting her hand on his chest, smiling.
"You are such a gentleman," Louise kissed Logan, smiling.
"So yes?" Logan smirked.
"Dumbass!" Louise laughed. "Thank you for drawing me by the way."
"Anytime, really anytime," Logan smirked.
"Ok, stop being weird."
Logan laughed.
"What time is it?" Louise asked looking out the large window, it was dark now.
Logan looked at his silver wrist watch.
"6:40," he answered.
"Damnit!" Louise hissed.
"What?"
"I have dinner with my family!"
"What time?"
"6:00!" she sighed.
"What?! You're forty minutes late!"
"Yeah, I realize that detective!" Louise yelled.
"Why are you yelling at me?!"
"I don't know!"
"You realize us arguing is wasting time!"
"I know!"
"Well let's go!"
They ran out the room, Logan locking the door behind them. They rushed to the main dining hall where Louise was supposed to meet her family almost an hour ago. Together, they ran past tables of people eating.
Louise accidently bumped into a man in a suit by the center stage.
"Awe!" the man complained.
"Sorry," Louise said, looking around.
"You seriously have a problem with bumping into people," Logan smirked.
"Shut it!" Louise hissed.
The man smiled.
"Excuse me miss, but has anyone ever told you your voice is amazing?"
"No," Louise nervously smiled.
"Well you do, I'm Ambrose Mitchell, music manager, do you sing? Because we need a act on in a few minutes. Can you?"
"Uh, I guess, the only time I sing is in the shower though."
"You're hired!"
"What?! Really?!"
"We're desperate, do you know how far I'll go? By: Alessia Cara?"
"Some."
"Okay, here's a microphone," he handed one to her and pushed her on stage with the spotlight shining on her. "Ok go!" Ambrose whispered.
"Hello," Louise smiled at the large crowd.
"Hey! Look! It's Louise!" Gene said to the family.
"It is," Tina agreed.
"What the hell is she doing up there?!" Linda asked standing up.
Linda started to the stage.
"I will be singing for you guys, hope I'm good," Louise laughed.
Linda suddenly stopped.
"My baby's singing, oh my gosh!" She smiled holding back her tears of joy.
Logan pulled out his phone ready to record.
The DJ started the beat and Louise nodded her head to it.
Seconds into it, Louise began to sing.
"I've been staring at the edge of water." Louise began to sing. "'Long as I can remember, never really know why." she sung every note perfectly.
Linda couldn't hold her tears and each began to fall.
"I wish I could be the perfect daughter. But I come back to the water, no matter how hard I try."
People nodded their heads to the beat.
"Every turn I take, every trail I track. Every path I make, every road leads back. To the place I know, where I cannot go where I long to be!" Louise sang.
Cynthia and Charlotte followed Lester as he walked to the back of the ship holding the heavy body bag.
In the back, he unzipped the bag.
"See the line where the sky meets the sea? It calls me! And no one knows, how far it goes!" Louise started to let the music take her and sung from her heart dancing to the beat.
Cynthia comforted Charlotte as she cried.
Lester picked the bag up on the railing. He dumped the body into the ocean.
"If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me. One day I'll know, it I go there's just no telling how far I'll go!"
The crowd started singing along on the Oh's.
Charlotte fell into tears.
Cynthia dropped her little hand gun into the water, the body bag and everything else proving Charlotte was in that bedroom Lester burned and threw the ashes in the water.
"I know, everybody on this island seems, so happy on this island."
Other jumped up and danced too, including her family.
"I can lead with pride, I can make us strong. I'll be satisfied if I play along. But the voice inside sings a different song. What is wrong with me?"
She stepped down the steps of the stage with the spotlight following. She spun around the dance floor with followers.
"See the light as it shines on the sea? It's blinding. But, no one knows, how deep it goes."
Everyone in the room was joining in.
Gene started wild dancing and Louise danced next to him.
Tina rocked with the music and Linda sung along crying her eyes out.
"And it seems like it's calling out to me, so come find me!"
"Listen to me Charlotte! You and I were watching tv in your room okay?!" Cynthia hissed at the crying blonde. "Do you hear me?!" she snapped.
Charlotte nod still crying.
"Now we gotta find Logan."
"See the line where the sky meets the sea? It calls me!"
Charlotte stopped at his name.
"Wait! What if he finds out I'm not still a virgin?!" she cried.
"He won't! Okay?! Calm Down! Just act like it hurts when you do it, now let's go!" Cynthia reassured her.
"If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me!" She sung the high note.
Cynthia pulled Charlotte to find Logan and Lester went to clean Mrs. Cynthia's room and then Ms. Charlotte's.
"One day I'll know, how far I'll go!" She sung with a crowd around.
People cheered and clapped for her as she finished.
Logan recorded the whole thing.
Louise started laughing with the biggest smile Logan has ever seen.
Logan's phone began to ring. He groaned at the caller I.D. Cynthia! Ugh! What did she want?! Really Logan wasn't going to waste his time trying to answer that question, so after three rings he pressed ignore. He walked up to Louise, who was surrounded by her family.
"Logan?!" Linda turned to see Cynthia's son.
"Hey, Mrs. B, Mr. B, can I just borrow Louise for one second?" Logan smiled.
"Ahh…" Bob needed to think about it.
"Guys, I'll be back," she grabbed Logan's right arm, pulling him away from her family. "What's up?" she asked when they were finally away.
"That was amazing!"
"Thanks."
"I didn't know you could do that!"
"Me neither," Louise laughed.
"Your family's here, so I guess I'll go." Logan slowly started to walk.
"Wait!" She called out stopping him. "I'm still hungry."
"Oh, well buffet's still open."
"I was thinking we can eat in your room."
"I don't have a buffet in my room," Logan smirked.
"Can we just go to your room?"
"What about your parents?"
"I'll tell them I need to sign my music contract," Louise laughed. "Come on!" Louise pulled Logan out the dining hall all the way back to his room. The door was still locked, so Charlotte hasn't come. They went back inside the room and Logan put the necklace back into the safe where it belonged to.
Louise sat down on the bed, humming to the song she just sung.
Logan came back and started straightening up, putting her picture in his folder, moving the couch back and the chair.
After he finished, he sat down next to Louise on the bed.
"Soo…" Logan started.
"Today… was interesting," Louise smirked.
"Yeah, very interesting," he nod.
Louise laid back on the bed.
"What are you doing?" Logan turned to her.
"I'm tired."
"You took a nap!"
"That was like five minutes!" Louise laughed.
"Come on get up!" He pulled her arms, pulling her up.
Louise started randomly laughing.
"No! I'm tired!" she laughed laying her head on one of the pillows.
"Louise get up! I'm serious!" Logan hissed.
"I'm sleepy!" Louise pulled him by his shirt, bringing him closer to her face. "You have blue eyes, they look like the ocean."
"Ok, thank you, now get up!"
"Can you just look at me?"
"What?!" He made eyes contact.
"Can you I kiss you? I'm a lady."
"Louise, we can't-"
"Please let me kiss the man I love," Louise smirked.
"One kiss?"
"One kiss," Louise repeated.
"Then you'll get up?"
"Then I'll get up."
Logan leaned in and Louise pushed their lips together.
At first it was just a simple kiss then it turned into a deep kiss that was getting deeper.
Once they finally pulled away for air, Louise slapped Logan's face.
"Awe! What the hell?!" Logan snapped rubbing his red cheek.
"Don't be a baby!" Louise smirked.
"What's with the slapping?" Logan asked feeling the burn on his cheek.
"I love you, my love is painful," she answered.
Logan leaned in for another kiss and Louise followed.
Painful or not, it was love and Logan was all in on that. Louise was his everything, she took his heart the second she stepped on the ship. Yeah, she was later, but came and that's all that matters.
They made out for as long as they could, but the fact that they needed Oxygen interrupted them.
They were getting a little handsie. His fingers going through her long black hair with Louise picking at his black leather belt.
Lester walked to the door of room 4, putting in his key to the room, turning the key.
"Do you hear that?" Logan asked stopping.
"No," Louise shook her head.
"Think it was from outside."
"No it was inside, inside your head."
Lester coughed and Louise couldn't deny that loud noise.
Logan recognized that old sick man cough and jumped up.
"Fuck!" he muttered pulling Louise up out of bed, grabbing his black jacket off the chair, rushing her to the back room just as Lester opened the door. He saw Louise's hair fly in the wind as Logan slammed the back door behind them.
"What the hell?!" Lester yelled running to the door. "Logan Barry Bush! You open this door!"
"Sorry sit can't do that!" he yelled back.
"What do we do?!" Louise quietly hissed.
"We run!"
xXxXx
End of Chapter 7
A/N: This chapter I just couldn't wait to write, wow this has got to be my favorite chapter so far. The ideas just came to me and I just went with it. Really I should give credit to Alessia for the amazing song and Disney for Moana, great movie. I can't even wait for chapter 8. Cynthia killed somebody! Ha! Drama's here. If you haven't heard the song you should! Really I heard it 50 times. I actually wrote this Sunday, but I was just lazy today so late post. And News on I'd Give Everything For This, my other working Louigan story. I'm not done, I'm just trying to write a whole group of chapters before chapters, so don't worry, soon to come. And with life, I may have another late night writing adventure. Ha Ha who knows. I'm also starting an actual story that I may post on my Wattpad, but I don't know for sure. Now goodbye see you next Thursday. Titanic Thursday! Woo, I'ma start on the next chapter right now! Byeee! Hope You enjoyed! Please review!
-Harmony
