Alright another chapter coming your way, but before I start I want to thank
JackielovesLogan
Angelrescue02
Tel nok shock
LittleMonkeyDog
For reviewing the story they are much appreciated. Also I wanted to make Brooke Diamond nice in this story because in most of these stories I read she is pretty mean and harsh to her son and I didn't want that since Logan already has a lot to deal with. Alright you may begin reading.
One week later
Logan laid on his bed just reading one of his science books when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He quickly marked his place and picked the small device up. He had one knew text message,
James: hey =)
Logan bit his lip. It was one day before thanksgiving and Logan hadn't talked to James since Sunday when he had invited the smaller boy over to his house to help finish their project. "What harm could it do?'' Logan thought as he typed his message
Logan: Hi
Two seconds later his phone buzzed again.
James: Whatcha doin?
Logan playfully rolled his eyes, not that James could see it.
Logan: Reading
The raven-haired boy smiled awaiting another text, feeling it beep a minute later.
James: Boring ;) anyway I wanted to ask you something!
Logan thought for a minute before texting a reply.
Logan: Yes?
He didn't even put his phone down before it buzzed again.
James: Do you want to go to the park with Kendall, Carlos, And I?
Logan froze. He had never been asked to go anywhere with someone unless it was with Dak and Jett, but that was to drive them home when they got drunk.
Logan: I don't know I mean I've never beenasked.
He sighed, he probably just ruined the only chance to get to spend with James beside his house or school.
James: Please I need someone to help me build a fort for our snowball fight.
Now He was really nervous. He had never built a fort in his entire life, let alone for a snowball fight.
Logan: I've never built one
He was sure James was going to turn him down now. he felt another buzz
James: That's okay, I can help you. PPPPLLLLEEEAAAASSSSEEEEE!
Logan had to smile at that. No one had ever been that persistent about him doing stuff with other people.
Logan: okay...Be there in a minute.
Logan sighed and picked up his jacket that had been laying on the ground. He then felt one last vibration.
James: Yay I'm so happy, see you soon _
Logan laughed and made his way through the small house, thankful that his step-father was away on business for the rest of the week and Dak and Jett out of town visiting some friends. He stepped outside and swiftly locked the door. He turned around and smiled. It was a pretty nice day besides the cold, so Logan decided to walk to the park.
After about ten minutes of walking, he noticed three people standing near a bench in the park. Logan picked up his speed, not missing a beat.
"Hey man.'' Kendall said as the other two turned to look at him. Logan nodded at them before looking over at James.
"Alright, so you guys know the rules. No one can throw a snowball until both forts are done. Second we can't touch each others forts even when the fight begins. Third you do NOT hit the face. James smirked and wiggled his finger in-front of his face.
"We get it Diamond. Now GO!'' Carlos yelled. James grabbed Logan by the arm and pulled him over to their side.
"Okay, you start by taking a lot of snow and piling it up in-front of you, like this.'' James grabbed as much snow as possible and spread it out around them. He looked over at Logan, "Now you do the same while I do this side.'' James instructed. Logan nodded and coped exactly what James had told him to do.
BY the fourth try Logan huffed. Every time he tried to pile the snow up, it just toppled over. James heard Logan's little pout and looked over at him. He had to contain himself when he noticed a bit of snow resting in Logan's hair. He moved closer to the smaller boy and ruffled his hair to get the snow out.
"You sound stressed. What's wrong?'' He asked gently. Logan looked up, looking so innocent with his big brown eyes and red nose.
"It keeps falling.'' He mumbled. looking down from James to the ground.
"Here why don't I finish the fort and you make snowballs.'' James suggested.
"Okay.'' Logan whispered. "I'm sorry.'' Came Logan's small voice.
"Why, you have nothing to be sorry for?'' James questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"I can't even build a fort.'' He muttered quietly.
"Logan it's okay. This way it will go much faster with me finishing the fort and you building snowballs, we'll have more ammo than them when the fight begins and won't have to waist time running to make more. Besides we've been doing this for years. You'll get better with more practice.'' James smiled at Logan, who returned it gratefully.
"Okay.'' Logan answered, more happier this time.
An hour later James finished the fort and Logan had a huge stock pile of snowballs right next to him, ready to be thrown.
"We're done!'' James yelled across the small park.
"Us two!'' Kendall yelled back.
"Then let the bat-'' James was cut off when a snowball whizzed right past his head, barley missing his face. "Hey!'' James yelled then motioned for Logan to grab a snowball. Logan reached down and grabbed a snowball and looked at James. "Okay when you see one of them throw it at them.'' James explained as he threw one towards Kendall and missing by an inch. Logan looked down then back over the fort. Right then he saw Carlos stand up, looking for one of them. Logan took that chance and threw as hard as he could. Suddenly a loud cry signaled that Logan had hit him.
"I'm hit!'' Carlos yelled, pretending to fall over and act like he was dying.
"Carlos get back up!'' Kendall shouted.
"Awesome. Good Job Logie-" Immediately James shut his mouth. He couldn't believe he just called Logan a nickname. His face begin to burn as it turned a bright red. Logan noticed and smiled a bit.
"It's okay. My mom used to call me that.'' Logan said as he turned his head back to the game. James visibly relaxed, forgetting about it and throwing another snowball toward Kendall.
Things seemed to be perfect until Carlos and Kendall decided to rebel and ran towards James and Logan's fort. "FOR NARNIA!'' They shouted.
Logan looked at James before they both made a mad dash for a tree. Logan got there sooner than James, climbing the tree and turning back to help James up; but it was to late they had reached him.
"Please Kendall, not the face.'' James begged.
"Than ask for mercy James and I won't.''
"Never!'' James replied sharply.
"Fine.'' Kendall raised his arm, ready to throw the piece of snow when one hit him on the top of his head.
Hey!'' He shouted and looked up in the tree.
"Y-You never said I had too.'' Logan may have stumbled, but he still smiled.
"Ha we win!'' James gloated, doing a cross between a victory dance and sizer. Logan couldn't tell.
"No way, nobody defeats the Knights!'' Kendall cried out.
"Kendall, he got me and you. He wins.'' Carlos said quietly. Though he hated being defeated, they did win fair and square.
"Whatever, are we going to go ice skating now?'' Kendall pouted.
"Yeah, come on.'' Carlos grabbed his arm and took them over to get their skates.
Logan looked down at James with a questioning look. "Sorry I forgot to tell you, but I brought extra skates.'' James smiled sheepishly. Logan continued to just stare at James.
"Are you mad?'' James asked. Logan shook his head. He could never be mad at James. "It's just...I've only skated once and that was with my mother when I was five.'' Logan explained quietly.
"Can I teach you?'' James questioned gently. Logan breathed in quickly. "You really want to teach me how to skate?'' Logan asked.
"Yeah, it's a lot of fun and besides snowball fights it's the only fun thing around here.'' James exclaimed.
"Okay.'' Logan whispered.
"I don't know if I want to do this anymore.'' Logan said, looking down at the ice below him. James was standing right behind him holding his shoulders. They weren't very far from the bank, but that didn't stop Logan's mind from going into panic mode.
"It's okay, I've got you. You just gotta trust me.'' James replied. "Now what you do first is put your right foot out and push then do the same with your left.'' James explained simply. Logan let out a small squeak when James grabbed his waist.
"Sorry, I don't want you to fall.'' Logan nodded, looking in-front of himself. Logan very timidly put his right foot foreword, pushing himself on the ice. James did the same, keeping a firm grip on Logan. Again Logan did it, but with his left foot.
"See. you're doing it. Just keep it up.'' Logan smiled and looked back at James, who also smiled nodding at Logan. The smaller boy continued this motion filling safe with James so close to his own body.
"Okay, now I want you to try it without my help.'' Logan turned his head backwards, fear clearly etched in his face. James instantly noticed and smiled gently at him.
"Hey it's okay. I'll be right beside you, holding your hand.'' Logan blushed, but nodded his head anyway. James waited until he was sure Logan was ready and skated to his left side, carefully taking his hand. "Alright, let's start again.'' Logan did as told and began skating again. Soon they were skating around the entire pond and Maybe Logan fell a little...Okay a lot but each time James caught him and steadied him again.
''Guys, I'm getting tired.'' All three heard their Latino friend complain.
"Yeah, it's getting pretty dark. We should be getting home.'' Kendall agreed. James and Logan nodded their heads and started for the car after taking off their skates.
"Let's stop by my house real quick, my made some hot chocolate and I don't know about you, but I'm freezing.'' Logan laughed and agreed with a small nod. Not even five minutes later, they were walking through the front door of James' house.
"Mom I'm home and I brought Logan with me!'' James shouted through the giant house.
"Okay, the hot chocolate is on the stove. Make sure Logan gets some!" Brooke yelled back. Logan chuckled when James frowned and waved off his mom. "She thinks I'll hog it all.'' James huffed. Logan followed him to the kitchen, watching as he took out two mugs and pour steaming hot chocolate into the mugs.
"Marshmallows?'' James asked. Logan just stared at him, not able to make up his mind. ''I'll take that as a yes.'' James said, stuffing a marshmallow into his mouth. Logan giggled a bit at that. They stayed in the kitchen for a while when Logan yawned a little.
"You tired?'' James asked softly.
"Yeah, I should probably get home.'' Logan replied. James nodded and grabbed his car keys.
"Thank you.'' Logan said as they pulled up to Logan's house.
"No problem. I haven't had so much fun in so long.'' James responded. "I'll see you later.'' Logan nodded and stepped out of the car. He turned around and watched James go, wishing so bad that he could stay with him forever and never have to come back. But that warm, happy feeling left when he walked through the front door.
"Where have you been.'' An all to familiar gruff voice asks. Immediately Logan freezes a feeling of fear creeping its way up Logan's spin. He turns to the only light in the small house, only to come face to face with his step-father.
Quickly Logan tries to locate his voice and speak up. "I-I was o-out with s-some f-friends.'' Logan stammers quietly. Robey Stands up from his chair and doesn't hesitate to push Logan back into the wall. He looks so much like Jett, except has a lot more wrinkles from smoking since the age of 17, his arm pressed into Logan's shoulder.
"Get in the basement now.'' Robey commands so softly, Logan can feel the fear shoot up his spin. Logan slips out of his grip and does what he's told, being shoved harshly down the stairs, where he knows what's about to happen.
The small boy feels Robey grab his arm and jerk him backwards into another brick wall. He slams his head into the wall, causing Logan to crash to the ground. Then his wrists are being chained against the wall. He looks up at the tall man, terrified of the look he's giving him. Next, he grabs a rod that's been heating near a vent for awhile, lifts Logan's shirt; reveling marred cuts and burns over his back, and presses it against his skin. Logan bits his tong, knowing if he screams it'll just make the torment worse. Robey smiles at his pain and presses harder. Logan is somewhat relieved when he pulls the metal away, only to be punched in the stomach. He doubles over in pain, fighting the restraints on his wrist, sending pain in them when the cuffs begin to cut into his pale skin.
Robey laughs a little at seeing this. But kicks him in the side when Logan whimpers. The raven-haired boy is doing everything possible to stop from crying, but the familiar sensation of burning behind his eyes is almost to much. He watches desperately as Robey takes a sip from his whiskey bottle and throws it against the hard wall, barley missing Logan's head as it smashes to pieces beside him.
"Next time I catch you out of this house, I promise you'll regret it.'' Robey slurs his words a little. But continues after a moment. "You know, I did you a favor. After your mother died I kept you here. What I really should have done is send you off into the streets. Then maybe you would realize what a worthless shit you really are.'' Logan looked away as Robey stepped foreword, punching Logan in the cheek, where the bruise from two days ago was still healing. Robey surprised him when he unlocked his cuffs and headed up the stairs. Probably to pass out in his room.
For a long while Logan just sat there, absentmindedly rubbing his wrists. Suddenly, as if a ton of bricks had hit him in the head, Logan began to sob. He hated this. All he wanted was to get out of that house and never come back. He just couldn't stand to stay here one more moment. But he felt that his chance would never come.
Finally after ab hour of just sobbing, Logan calmed down enough to head back upstairs. Instead of heading to his bedroom, he steeped into his bathroom. He took of all his cloths searching each and every cut and bruise on his skin. He stopped when he came to his wrists. The small boy turned the water on and got in, feeling the scolding water run over his body. Anger boiled underneath his skin as he grabbed a razor and began cutting at the soft flesh. crimson blood made its way down his arms and dripped to the water beneath his feet. He watched as the blood washed away as it ran down the drain.
After turning off the water, he stepped out and wrapped his fragile body in an old towel. He tuned off the light in the bathroom and quickly made his way into his closet of a room. He sat down on the bed and pulled out some gauze to wrap his wrist in. Then slid into a pair of boxers and a long sleeved t-shirt, before slipping into his broken bed. As he wrapped the blanket around his body, he heard his phone vibrate. Groaning, he opened the new message and couldn't help but feel a small smile plaster over his lips.
James: HAPPY THANKSGIVING! =P
Logan: Happy thanksgiving =)
James: Wow, didn't think you were still up.
Logan: What's that supposed to mean?
James: Nothing, it's just really late. Why are still up?
Logan: I could ask you the same thing
James: I'm always up this late. Why are you
Logan: Resons
James: oh come on, you know you can tell me. Was it a bad dream?
Logan: uh...yeah a bad dream.
James: It's okay. I have bad dreams a lot too. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Don't worry about it I'm sure you'll be okay.
Logan smiled a little. He really wanted to tell James what was really going on, but he wasn't for sure he could tell him. Mostly because he was to scared to tell anyone. He held the phone close to his chest, letting a single tear fall down his face. Then he felt another buzz
James: Logan, you okay?
Logan: Yeah, just tired
James: Then go to bed silly head
Logan: Alright. Goodnight
James: Nighty night. Don't let the bed bugs bite =P
Logan shut off his phone, and for the first time since he was eight, Logan didn't cry himself to sleep.
AWWW! poor Logie. I feel so bad for him. Sometimes I just hate myself for doing that to them, but it has to be done for it to make since later on in the story. Anyway, I really hope you guys enjoyed the latest chapter. I wanted to get this up on thanksgiving, but as soon as we were done with dinner, we went out shopping. I was so sleepy that I didn't want to update. But I finally got it up. I hope I made a lot of it more fluffy than angst. Alright I am going out again I'll hopefully update within tomorrow, so keep up.
P.S. Thank you again for the reviews and don't forget to review again!
~Mambrino