Angela Hoxit © Me
All Other Characters © Marvel
italics = inner thoughts
"Silver Mirrors"
"Flash"
Chapter 4
Logan and Angela pulled back into the garage, only to be met with a worried-and-angry looking Jean Gray.
"Angela! Where were you? I've been looking all over for you!" she shouted, putting her hands on her hips.
"Take it easy, Jean. She's fine. She's in good hands," Logan smiled, putting a hand on Angela's shoulder.
"Just come with me."
Angela didn't move, being defiant.
"Come on!"
Jean came over and gripped Angela's arm, pulling her toward the door to the main house.
"Fuck off! I'm not a kid! I'm 23 for God's sake!"
Angela jerked free, storming down the hall.
*~*~*~*~*
When she finally reached her room, a familiar voice whispered into her head.
Angela.
Angela whirled around to see the eerie face of Johnny.
"Hello. Miss me?" Johnny smiled, giving Angela chills of fright down along her spine.
"GO AWAY!" Angela shouted, running into the room and slamming the door.
Her heart beat heavily against her chest as she unsteadily sat on the foot of the bed.
"Are we scared? You stupid bitch!" Johnny's voice shouted at her through the door, the doorknob shaking slightly as the someone on the other side knocked.
"Open the fucking door, Angela!" Johnny yelled.
Angela sat on the bed, frozen with fear.
"Listen to me when I talk to you!" Johnny cackled upon his entering the room.
His skin was pale and dusty-looking. Three bloody marks were positioned in the high middle of his chest, where his heart was.
"GO AWAY!" Angela pleaded, tears now streaming from her eyes.
"Shut up bitch!"
Johnny came forward and gripped Angela by the sides of her arms.
"Leave me alone, Johnny! You're dead! GO AWAY!"
"I'll never leave!" Johnny roared back, pulling her face close to his.
Angela brought out her blades then slashed Johnny across the chest. All of a sudden, Johnny was gone and Logan was in his place.
"Damn it!" he cursed as he jumped back, mostly from shock rather than pain.
Angela retracted her blades, staring back at Logan, surprised by his abrupt presence.
"What are you doing here?"
"Trying to find someplace quiet. But it's kind of hard when you're screaming like that."
Angela kept looking at him, tears welling up again.
"Shit! Don't cry! What'd I say?"
Logan moved closer, reaching outward and shaking her by the shoulders slightly in effort to keep her from crying. Then, quickly leaning forward, Angela wrapped her arms around Logan's waist and began sobbing into his plaid flannel shirt. Logan knelt on the bed, just staring down at the crying woman clinging to him. Angela felt so stupid right now for holding onto this man, who probably thought she was insane. Slowly she pulled away, wiping her eyes free from tears and sniffling occasionally.
"You alright now?" Logan asked, standing up.
Angela nodded slowly. Logan then leaned down, giving Angela a light peck on her forehead. He then turned and headed out, going to his room, leaving Angela blushing and speechless.