A/N: okay, so I was going to put more with this, but I must be suffering from writers block cause It's just not coming. So here's what I've got so far, it's not very long and not much happens (least not in my opinion – but then I'm my worst critic)
So it may be a while before I write more, we'll see. Hope it comes back cause I want to finish this stuff!
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Max slowly opened her eyes and immediately tensed. There was someone next to her, with an arm around her. Her mind flooded with scenes from the night before and she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to rid herself of the memory. When it didn't work she curled up and started rocking, hoping that maybe if she could become small enough that the memory would fade, that she would just disperse into nothing. She heard someone call her name in the distance but her body shook with fear, she kept her eyes closed as tears began to slip past her eyelids. She heard her name again, this time closer. 'No!' she thought, 'I don't want to wake up, I don't want to see anything, I don't want to face anyone.' She felt the person next to her move slightly. Fear started to seize her being, 'No!' she screamed, as she fixated on the person moving next to her. She heard her voice being called in a more fierce tone, 'Leave me alone!' she cried in her mind, 'Go away, please, stop, just go away!' She wanted to run, wanted to get away, but her body wouldn't take her there. Suddenly she felt the weight of him on her again and finally a scream escaped passed her lips…
Logan's head rested on the headboard of the bed as he slept. Max still lay asleep next to him, her head leaning on his chest. Logan moved, sleep fading from his face. Moving, to work the kinks from his neck, he felt Max tense beside him. "Max?" he whispered, looking down at her.
Her face was contorted with what looked to be pain and fear; her eyes squeezed tight, "Max." He tried again, only to feel her curl up into a tight ball. He looked around the room as if searching for something or someone to help. He ran a hand through his hair and called her name again. He watched as she began to shake, concern etched his face and he leaned closer, "Max!" he called in a slightly worried tone. Nothing. Looking around the room again he tried to think of what to do. Taking a deep breath he reached out a hand and laid it on her shoulder. That was when she screamed.
Max's eyes shot open at the feel of his weight on her. Enveloped in fear, she kicked at him hard and scurried off the bed, pressing her back to the wall as if to blend in with it. Slowly she sunk to the floor crying, her vision burry. She couldn't bear to look at him; she couldn't bear to see him. Not after what he'd done, not after what she'd let him do. Through her tears she watched him come closer to her, "Get away!" she cried, trying to push him away. "Leave me alone!" She beat her fists on his chest and clawed at his face, trying to get away from him, only to have him move closer. She sobbed as she felt his arms go to her shoulders. She felt her finger nails catch on his face and heard him cry out in pain. She fought him with all she had. Through her own cries she heard him say her name. Upon hearing his voice she silenced and sunk back to the wall; there was nothing she could do, nowhere she could run. He was too strong. He'd won. She cried silently as she felt him lift her off the ground and place her on the bed. She bit her lip in anguish, her body tensing as she was placed underneath the covers. Then she felt the absence of him. She clung to the covers over her and cried herself into exhaustion until sleep finally took her under.
Logan paced back and forth in Max's room, then sat in the chair he'd moved from the kitchen. Looking at Max he arose and paced again, then sat. Her earlier episode he couldn't explain. He'd remembered something similar the morning after he'd walked in on Rafer with Nic. But Nick had snapped out of it and come to realize who he was. Logan didn't understand, he didn't know if he even wanted to.
After he'd lain Max in the bed he'd contemplated sitting on the bed next to her but then quickly dispelled the idea. It might cause another eruption and neither one of them needed that. He'd walked out of the room for a moment to get his head back.
Lightly he'd rubbed his chest, and then moved a hand up to touch his cheek. When he looked at his fingertips he saw a bit of smeared blood. She'd hit him repeatedly and she'd fought viciously, as if she'd thought he was Rafer. Logan hung his head and walked to the kitchen to wipe off his cheek and get a glass of water. He dabbed at the small cuts made by her fingernails and then drank the water down. He looked to the door and stopped drinking the water, if Max awoke she would be all alone and probably scared out of her own mind. Placing the glass on the counter Logan quickly grabbed one of the kitchen chairs and hurried into the room. Placing the chair a fair distance away; he began to pace, then sit, then pace and then sit again. He would take quick glances at Max's sleeping form. He could only imagine the nightmare that had caused her to cry out in her sleep like that. He could only imagine the terror. 'I should have killed the bastard.' He thought, standing to pace back and forth some more. He was in mid stride when he saw Max move slightly. He froze and turned to study her. She moved again and then slowly opened her eyes.
Max had lay unmoving for a while. She could hear him, pacing then sitting, then pacing again. He was waiting for her to awaken. Waiting for his prey. She tried not to move, tried not even to breath. She wished he would just go. That he would just leave her be. Wasn't he through yet? Why did he continue to taunt her still. The urge to run came over her again. Maybe if she pretended to have to go to the bathroom, she could then escape. Somehow, some way she would. Taking a deep breath she listened to him pace back and forth before moving slightly. She heard him stop and felt him gaze at her. Taking a few more deep breaths she fought the fear to just lay unmoving and move again before opening her eyes to gaze into the eyes of the man who'd caused her all this turmoil. She froze as he came into focus. Her brow furrowed, "Logan?"
Logan's eyes met hers. He stood unmoving, unsure of how she would react. She sat up slowly, her eyes sweeping the room, "Is he gone?" she asked. Logan swallowed, unsure of how to answer her. He nodded, hoping to god that was the right answer.
Her eyes swooped across the room again before she turned to look back at Logan. He still stood, unmoving, studying her. Trying to gage her thoughts. She looked at him warily before sliding off the bed and standing. "Where is he?" she asked him.
Logan took a deep breath, "He's gone."
"He was just here though." She challenged.
Logan looked to the door and furrowed his brow, "Max, I've been here all night and can promise that no one has come in here."
"Then who…" Max trailed off as her eyes caught site of the light scratches on Logan's face. Her eyes widened and she sank back onto the bed, "Oh Logan, I'm so sorry…" she cried.
Logan slowly walked to her, cautious not to further her distress, "Max, I don't understand."
Max looked up at him, tears hugging the bottom of her eyelids, "It was you…not him. I thought it was him. I didn't know. I thought that he was going to try and…"
Logan wet his lips, trying to make sense of her mumbling, "Max it's okay, you're safe." He tried.
She looked up, his words startling her out of her ramblings, "What?"
Logan took a deep breath before kneeling in front of her, "You're safe. He's not coming back. I promise."
Max studied his face before throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him tight. Logan steadied himself, surprised at her move. Blinking he stood, unhinging her from him to study her for a few seconds. She reached her hand up, her fingers lightly tracing the scratches she'd left on his face, "Oh Logan, I'm so sorry."
Logan shook his head and stepped back, "Max it's okay. You didn't know."
"No," she bit her lip, "I didn't. It was all so real though. I felt it, or at least I thought I did. But you saved me." She looked up at him and caught his eyes.
Logan looked at the floor, "Max, I think you need to just rest for a bit."
Max nodded and sat on the bed, "Okay."
Logan swallowed and gave her a nervous smile.
"What?" she asked.
Logan studied her and then shook his head, "Nothing, I just. I don't know what to do Max. I don't want to do anything wrong or scare you. I mean, Nic was a long time ago. And then I remember being clueless. I don't have the slightest idea what I should be doing with you."
Max nodded, leaning back and taking it all in. She didn't know what to do either. She knew she wanted him to stay. She felt comfortable with him there. She trusted him. Thinking to the night before she shuddered and then looked up at him, "I don't know Logan. I mean, it's not like I've been through this before. I can remember him coming in and it was fine, but then he just became so mean, so hurtful. I was so scared. I tried to fight, I really did. But I couldn't…" she trailed off.
"Max, you don't have to do this." Logan consoled, sitting on the bed a few feet away from her. She nodded and scooted towards him, "Please don't go." She cried into his chest, "Don't leave me alone."
"I promise Max." he whispered, placing a light kiss on the top of her head.
Reluctantly she moved away from him and looked towards the bathroom, "Logan I have to go."
"Huh?" he asked.
She looked towards the bathroom and nodded, "I have to go."
"Oh, well then go." He said gently.
She looked at him and then at the bathroom, slowly standing, "You'll be here when I get back?"
Logan smiled softly, "I'm not going anywhere."
Max nodded slowly and walked to the bathroom. She mentally berated herself, she didn't need a babysitter, she was fine. Nothing even happened. She continued to berate herself but then as she looked at the walls of the bathroom she noticed how she was alone. Totally alone. Fear began to pull at her and she quickly finished before running to the door and pushing it open. Her heart slowed when she saw that he was still sitting on the bed.
Logan cocked his head to the side, "Max, are you okay?"
Max smiled tightly, "Yeah, I'm fine." Her stomach growled loudly, "Hungry, but otherwise, fine."
Logan nodded, eyeing her a second before getting up and walking to the bedroom door.
"I agree." He said opening the door and walking out of the room. Max stood before the doorway a second, 'It's just the living room Max." she told herself. She took a breath and then stepped out of the room. She looked towards Logan and smiled. At the sound of the door closing behind her, Max jumped and ran over to Logan, standing behind him.
Logan looked down at her, she looked so scared. And that was just from the door closing. "Max," he said softly, "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah," she said sheepishly, "Just a little jumpy I guess."
"Okay." he nodded, "What's for breakfast?"
Max shrugged. He could see her shoulders lose tension as she sat and watched him move around the kitchen. He handed her a glass of orange juice and then turned back to the fridge. He was rummaging through it for eggs or something decent when he heard a knock at the door and Max's glass of orange juice hit the floor. Logan sighed and turned around to see Max's head resting on her arms on the table, the orange juice spreading on the linoleum floor. He grabbed a dishtowel and began to mop up the mess, grabbing some of the larger glass pieces, "Max it's okay." He comforted as her shoulders began to shake.
Max looked down at him, her lips pursed tightly. She nodded slightly then knelt to help him. "No." he told her, "Just sit. Max it's okay. Just sit."
Max nodded and sat back in her chair, watching him clean up the mess. Watching him clean up her mess. She sighed and gazed at the wall, this is all my fault. If I would have just listened to them in the first place, if I'd have just gone to dinner. This is my fault entirely. And now everyone has to pay for my stupid mistake.
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