Logan's P.O.V
I was running, there were people chasing me, shooting at me. I had to get away, I had to keep running. Suddenly I was ambushed by hundreds of people, all swarming around me, they started shooting at me, I screamed, when suddenly it was dark. I was back in my room, sitting up in my bed. I looked left and right, then turned to Nat. She was staring at me mortified. I looked down and saw my blades were out. I quickly retracted them and turned back to Nat. She was gripping her thigh; I saw tears in her eyes.
"Nat?" I said breathing heavily.
"I'm fine, it's just a…" She murmured. I cut her off by grabbing her hand. There was blood all over her hands, and thigh. I saw 3 deep scratches, and gasped.
"No…" I said in disbelieve. There's no way I could have done this. I had hurt her, I hurt the women I love. I was so angry at myself for letting this happen.
"Logan…It's okay, it just a scratch." She said, cutting off my thinking process.
"No, this is not okay; it is not just a scratch! You're in pain, and it's my fault… I hurt you Natasha…How could I allow myself to let this happen, I should have been in better control…" Nat cut me off by grabbing my face.
"Logan, I'm okay. This is not your fault! I'm fine!" I could tell she was in pain. I ran my through her hair, and kissed her on the forehead.
"I'm so sorry; I'll do everything in my power to make sure this never happens again." I said staring into her ailing eyes.
"It's okay baby." She said pulling me into a hug. I held her tightly then rolled out of bed. I looked around for things to cover her wound. I grabbed a wash cloth, and carefully wiped the blood off of her thigh. She winced as I did it. I cursed myself again for hurting the number one thing I truly cared about. I rested my forehead against hers.
"God…I'm so sorry…I'm so so sorry."
"Shhhh…it's okay."
I loved her so much that I couldn't even put it into words. Every time she looked at me with those beautiful eyes, every time she touched me, every time she kissed me. It changed my world. It made me want to become a better person. She had so much control over me, it was almost scary. I would do anything for this girl…absolutely anything…I grabbed a big Band-Aid, and ripped the paper of with my teeth. I carefully placed it over the cuts. It didn't cover the whole thing, but I didn't know what else I could do. I cautiously kissed where I had placed the Band-Aid then looked up at her. She was so fragile, she was so small. I cautiously wrapped my arms around her, she hugged me back tightly. I truly wished things were different. I hated that I couldn't do something as simple as hold her hand in public, I couldn't take her out on a date, I couldn't give her what she deserved. She kissed me, melting all my doubts about us away. She pulled me down next to her on the bed, and cuddled close to me. She fit so perfectly in the curve of my body, like a puzzle piece. I just wanted to hold her in my arms forever and never let go. Every time I'm not with her, I have an empty feeling inside like something is missing. I think that when love is the real thing, and your with the right person, you just know. And it feels like what I feel for Nat. I didn't have my arms around her because I was worried that it might happen again.
"You won't hurt me..." She said grabbing my arm and pulling it around her. I swear she could read minds.
"I just want you to hold me." She said sleepily. I held her close to me as I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I woke up to the smell of bacon frying. I got out of bed and walked into the kitchen to see Nat, looking extremely gorgeous, and wearing nothing but my button up shirt, and underwear. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her from behind. She smiled.
"Good morning." She said with an adorable morning voice. I moved her hair away, and kissed her neck. She turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck. She then got on her tip toes and kissed me. It was so cute how she had to get on her tip toes to kiss me. It was one of those little things that I loved about her. But then, I could write a book series on thing that I loved about Nat. She was my favorite person in the world. I would rather die than loose her. I just wished things didn't have to be so complicated… She finished cooking, and handed me a plate. We sat down at my table, and I cringed when I saw her thigh… I would never forgive myself for letting that happen. No matter how much Nat told me it was okay, I knew it wasn't.
"So school starts tomorrow." She said.
"I'm just looking forward to fourth period." I said playfully, taking a bit of food. She rolled her eyes with a huge smile on her face.
"How are you going to explain that?" I asked gesturing to the cuts. Her smile faded.
"I'll say that… I… ran into a tree." She answered jokingly. I chuckled at her lightness towards the situation.
"Yes because that is extremely believable."
"I don't know Logan, we'll figure it out."
"We always do right."
She smiled at me. I loved how she looked in the morning, she was so effortlessly beautiful. I grabbed her hand and stroked it with my thumb.
"I love you Natasha."
"I love too Logan."
We finished eating, and I grabbed our plates and put them on the counter.
"I better get going." She said getting up. I walked up to her and grabbed onto her waist.
"Nope."
"Logaaan…" She protested, but I kept holding her.
"You still haven't set up your classroom, and if I'm out any longer peppers gonna think I'm sleeping with Clint." She said. I scoffed.
"You know I don't want to leave either, I would spend every second of my day with you if I could."
"Now doesn't that sound like paradise?" I said kissing her.
"I love you."
"I love you too." I said kissing her one last time before letting her go. She walked into my bedroom and put her jeans and boots on, she grabbed her sweater, and I watched her walk out the door, still wearing my shirt. I smiled to myself, as I walked to my bathroom to shower and get ready. I love her so much…
