A/N: Ok, I know that I didnt explain why Logan left in this chapter, but it will come out eventually, so dont flame me!! Lol, I hope you guys like this chapter, I know the other one was pretty short, but...not much I can do...I do have this story in its interity written, as I do with the other stories (Into the Void, Freindly Rivalry, Some Kind of Intuition), so you dont have to tell me to keep writing, they're all done...
Chapter Ten - Rational Explanations
When Cindy opened the door of her apartment about a half hour later, it was safe to say that she was slightly shocked. But she didn't show it in the least. She had her cordless phone in one hand, tapping the antenna against her cheek and one hand on her hip. "Well I wasn't expecting you."
"Huh?" Logan asked, perplexed.
"You weren't who I was expecting. Seeing as you've been DEAD FOR FIVE YEARS!" Cindy advanced forward brandishing the phone over her head like a weapon. "You broke my boo's heart. Give me a reason not to break your face." Logan held his arms in front of him backing up. "Cindy, I cant take any more people hitting me."
"That is ORIGINAL Cindy to you. Only my friends get to call me Cindy. You, your not my friend. Because, for one thing, YOUR DEAD!" With that she raised the phone again. "But ORIGINAL Cindy sees that someone has already b*itch slapped you, so ORIGINAL Cindy will let you inside. But if ORIGINAL Cindy does not get a rational explanation on why I should change the fact that you've been resurrected, you will get sent to your grave AGAIN, by this phone." She then smiled sweetly, which scared Logan even more.
She spun on her heel and followed her into the apartment. "You can't tell Max, ok. I am going to tell you the whole truth, but you can not tell Max." Cindy walked back into the room carrying a washcloth with some sort of cream on it. "Keep this on your eye." She said as she slapped it on his face, with a little more force than necessary. He winced. "Ouch, damn it."
"Don't you swear at me. Don't you even swear at me. Bling called me a told me that you were here. And obviously you've seen Max. You'd think you were doing the right thing by seeing her first right?"
"Yes, I had to--"
"Don't speak. You just keep quiet." Cindy said to him, waving the phone at him.
"Do you know what you did to her? Do you know how much you hurt her?"
"I knew she'd be hurt--"
"I said be quiet. You say you knew you'd hurt her. Then why the hell did you go play dead for five years?"
"I had--"
"Don't talk! Don't say a word. You don't have to right to talk at all. Oh, and I see you have the ability to walk, which isn't a trait you possessed when you DIED. So what was this some trip so you could get your legs back and start over. And leave Max behind?" Cindy waited a moment. When he didn't answer, she smacked him upside the head with the phone. "Hello? Response please?"
"You just told me not--" Logan said rubbing the side of his head.
"Shut-up. I said don't talk. Wait no; I want this rational explanation, in a real quick fashion too, because just looking at you is giving me the urge to smack you with my phone again. But I wont, because I just got it."
"Are you going to hit me again?" Cindy smacked him with her hand.
"Didn't I just say no."
"But you just...oh never mind." Logan said exasperated. "Listen to me. This is what happened, ok?" Logan related the story, explaining everything that had happened the day of the accident.
"Oh, damn." Cindy stood silent for a moment. "What you did still ain't right. There were other ways." She sighed and dropped the phone onto a table and sat in a chair. "How'd my Boo take seeing you?"
"Well, once she got over the initial shock, she all but ran out of the room. Next thing I saw was her peeling rubber out of the parking lot."
"Well, what did you expect? She finds out that the man she has been mourning for five years isn't really dead? That he deceived her the whole time? You should consider yourself lucky. Hell, I'd have kicked your ass then and there."
"See that's my point." Logan said rubbing his jaw thoughtfully. "I could have dealt with that. I could have dealt with her screaming, throwing stuff, smacking the hell out of me, but deep down inside being happy to see me. But she didn't even want to be in the same room with me, she was disgusted by me." Cindy stood and patted him on the thigh. "Don't worry, we all are." She snagged the phone and dialed it one handed, sitting back in her chair. "Max, if you don't pick up this phone in five seconds, I am coming over there and bringing the wrath of God with me." She paused. "Fine, expect me in twenty." She hung up the phone and looked at Logan. "I've decided I'm going to help you. Obviously, you had good intentions when you hurt everyone who loves you. But despite the fact that you hurt Max, I'm helping you." She grabbed her jacket off the hook next to the door. "Thanks Original Cindy."
"Oh, you can call me Cindy again. Ok, I'm worried, because before you showed up I was calling her cell and didn't get an answer. She always answers her cell, so were going over there and finding her."
Chapter Ten - Rational Explanations
When Cindy opened the door of her apartment about a half hour later, it was safe to say that she was slightly shocked. But she didn't show it in the least. She had her cordless phone in one hand, tapping the antenna against her cheek and one hand on her hip. "Well I wasn't expecting you."
"Huh?" Logan asked, perplexed.
"You weren't who I was expecting. Seeing as you've been DEAD FOR FIVE YEARS!" Cindy advanced forward brandishing the phone over her head like a weapon. "You broke my boo's heart. Give me a reason not to break your face." Logan held his arms in front of him backing up. "Cindy, I cant take any more people hitting me."
"That is ORIGINAL Cindy to you. Only my friends get to call me Cindy. You, your not my friend. Because, for one thing, YOUR DEAD!" With that she raised the phone again. "But ORIGINAL Cindy sees that someone has already b*itch slapped you, so ORIGINAL Cindy will let you inside. But if ORIGINAL Cindy does not get a rational explanation on why I should change the fact that you've been resurrected, you will get sent to your grave AGAIN, by this phone." She then smiled sweetly, which scared Logan even more.
She spun on her heel and followed her into the apartment. "You can't tell Max, ok. I am going to tell you the whole truth, but you can not tell Max." Cindy walked back into the room carrying a washcloth with some sort of cream on it. "Keep this on your eye." She said as she slapped it on his face, with a little more force than necessary. He winced. "Ouch, damn it."
"Don't you swear at me. Don't you even swear at me. Bling called me a told me that you were here. And obviously you've seen Max. You'd think you were doing the right thing by seeing her first right?"
"Yes, I had to--"
"Don't speak. You just keep quiet." Cindy said to him, waving the phone at him.
"Do you know what you did to her? Do you know how much you hurt her?"
"I knew she'd be hurt--"
"I said be quiet. You say you knew you'd hurt her. Then why the hell did you go play dead for five years?"
"I had--"
"Don't talk! Don't say a word. You don't have to right to talk at all. Oh, and I see you have the ability to walk, which isn't a trait you possessed when you DIED. So what was this some trip so you could get your legs back and start over. And leave Max behind?" Cindy waited a moment. When he didn't answer, she smacked him upside the head with the phone. "Hello? Response please?"
"You just told me not--" Logan said rubbing the side of his head.
"Shut-up. I said don't talk. Wait no; I want this rational explanation, in a real quick fashion too, because just looking at you is giving me the urge to smack you with my phone again. But I wont, because I just got it."
"Are you going to hit me again?" Cindy smacked him with her hand.
"Didn't I just say no."
"But you just...oh never mind." Logan said exasperated. "Listen to me. This is what happened, ok?" Logan related the story, explaining everything that had happened the day of the accident.
"Oh, damn." Cindy stood silent for a moment. "What you did still ain't right. There were other ways." She sighed and dropped the phone onto a table and sat in a chair. "How'd my Boo take seeing you?"
"Well, once she got over the initial shock, she all but ran out of the room. Next thing I saw was her peeling rubber out of the parking lot."
"Well, what did you expect? She finds out that the man she has been mourning for five years isn't really dead? That he deceived her the whole time? You should consider yourself lucky. Hell, I'd have kicked your ass then and there."
"See that's my point." Logan said rubbing his jaw thoughtfully. "I could have dealt with that. I could have dealt with her screaming, throwing stuff, smacking the hell out of me, but deep down inside being happy to see me. But she didn't even want to be in the same room with me, she was disgusted by me." Cindy stood and patted him on the thigh. "Don't worry, we all are." She snagged the phone and dialed it one handed, sitting back in her chair. "Max, if you don't pick up this phone in five seconds, I am coming over there and bringing the wrath of God with me." She paused. "Fine, expect me in twenty." She hung up the phone and looked at Logan. "I've decided I'm going to help you. Obviously, you had good intentions when you hurt everyone who loves you. But despite the fact that you hurt Max, I'm helping you." She grabbed her jacket off the hook next to the door. "Thanks Original Cindy."
"Oh, you can call me Cindy again. Ok, I'm worried, because before you showed up I was calling her cell and didn't get an answer. She always answers her cell, so were going over there and finding her."