Motherly Figure
Chapter 7 by CallmeMaddy
Disclaimer:
I don't own Zoey 101, but I do own a lucky penny!
A/N: Here
we go again!
Chapter 7
Slowly...
--
Logan tossed and turned in his bed.
"Stop! " He mumbled.
Toss. Turn. Toss. Turn.
"Leave her alone," He twitched.
He shot up out of bed,
"DANA!"
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Flashback
Time:
Black. That's was the only color that day.
"I
just don't get it, mommy."
"Life takes it toll on some people.
It was his time, Babe."
"HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT? THEY SAID
HE'D BE FINE! HE WAS GOING TO BE RELEASED! In case, you don't know,
mom, Saint Joseph Hospital's called three days ago. Dad's dead."
END FLASHBACK
Nicole, Michael, and Lola were sitting in the waiting room.
"Lola, calm down!" Nicole said.
"NO!" Lola screamed, "It's like Dad all over!"
"Huh?" Asked Michael.
Nicole rubbed her ear, "I'm going to sit over...over there..." Nicole picked up her purse and moved to the other side of the room. "Actually," she continued, "I'm going to sit...in my dorm...at PCA." Nicole saw Quinn walk by, "HEY QUINN! WANNA GO BACK TO PCA?"
"Sure," Quinn replied. She lifted a box.
"What's in the box?"
"Um...nothing. Let's just say, I made a visit to the St. Joseph's (A/N: cough.) blood bank..." Quinn laughed.
--
Mr. Reese punched the detective. Cameron took his gun out.
"Not one more step!" Cameron threatened.
"Uh-oh..." Mr. Reese stepped back.
"What
are ya, Malcolm? Scared? You never were a real man!"
Cameron insulted, "Can't even keep your own wife!"
"Well,
that's because you stole her from me!" Malcolm retorted.
"Stole
her?" Cameron laughed, "She was all over me!"
"Keep
her, she just all psycho as--" Malcolm was interrupted by a
gunshot. A gunshot fired at him.
--
Slowly, she was losing air...
--
"Lola?"
Asked Michael, "What the hell is going on?"
"Uh,
your roommate, Logan, is in the hospital? Because his father put him
there!" She answered.
"No, not with Logan," Michael
touched her arm, "With you."
Lola didn't respond. A tear fell down her face.
--
Slowly, Dana was losing air...Logan's mom's phone rang.
"Babe, it's Cameron. I took care of the rat."
--
"DANA!"
Logan screamed again, "I gotta get outta here." He looked
up ad saw a video camera, "I'll never get by this..."
He
sighed , "Daddy will buy a new one..." He opened one of the
drawers and found scissors. He cut the wire.
He
limped out of bed, "Come on, Dana, where are you?"
He
got into waiting room B where he saw Zoey sleeping on Chase, "Way
to go, Chase-y." He walked closer to them and shook Chase,
waking up Chase and Zoey.
"Logan?"
Zoey asked, "Why aren't in in bed?"
"Where's Dana?"
He asked.
"Huh?" Chase responded.
"She's in trouble," He said.
"How do you know?" Chase asked.
"I just...just...do, ok?" Logan told them.
"Dr. Dewey said this might happen. The painkillers make him think things are happening that aren't," Zoey said.
"Come on, let's get him back to bed..." Chase said.
"NO!"
Logan rebelled "Don't touch me! Look, if you're not going to
help, then fine, but I need to save her. She's in danger."
"From
what?" Zoey asked.
"My mo--" Logan blurted. He stopped himself. He didn't want anyone to know his real mom or his abusive past.
"Huh?" Asked Chase.
"Nevermind!" Logan exited as quick as his drugged-up body would allow him.
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Slowly...Slowly...
--
"DANA!"
He called. He was right near the vending machines, "DANA!"
He
heard someone coughing and gasping for air from inside the women's
restroom.
"LOGAN!" A voice called.
Logan
opened the door, only to find Logan's mother's hands around his
love's neck.
"Nice of you to join us," Anita said. Anita
walked to the door and blocked it. Anita took out a knife and held it
to Dana's neck.
A/N:
FYI--This fic has 1-3 more chapters left.
