Okay now my friend told me I had to write more because I left you on a cliffhanger so here you go. In case you didn't read my last chapter (which you should have) here is a recap. Logan saw Morgan kissing Danny and ran off and while Morgan ran after him she got shot. She lived but, Logan wouldn't speak to her. Then she goes to her mom's office and then finds her mom on the floor hurt. She then gets in a fight with COC and then Logan drags her out and admits he is a spy trying to save her life then she sees her Grandma, Grandma Goode.
My eyes were bugging out as I looked at my Grandma. I have never seen this lady yet I knew it was her. Maybe it was the way she had my Father's eyes… she had my eyes. "What do you want?" I asked in a defensive stance ready to pounce. She chuckled and pushed a piece of hair behind my left ear, "Didn't you know?" she started smiling, "I want you." My eyes teared up, "No, you want what I know... what my Mom knows." She smiled, "You really are smart." I grabbed a vase off the table next to me and threw it at her head. She deflected it easy, "Come on, play nice with me," she said and Logan started to pull me down the hallway.
I looked back once to see her chasing after us... fast. Logan took me up to the pigeon room, that my mother had found years ago and we jumped out a window. I landed with a thump on the ground my ankle hurt, we jumped from a really high window. Logan smile and picked me up groom style and put me on his back. He ran with me, as if I weighed nothing. We were out of the school grounds now and a black van was now driving. That's when I realized, we were running towards it.
He jumped in the truck pulling me with him even though I tried to fight. I hit and kicked trying whatever I could to get out of the van when somebody somewhere, stabbed me. I blacked out, they had stabbed me with something that made my senses disappear and then I passed out. My mind drifted back to a different day. Logan had just happened to come to my room, his room was number B26 mine was A34, we weren't even close. He would have ended up at Brooke's room. But no... he purposely went to mine.
My eyelids fluttered opened and I was in some laboratory and men's hands were fluttering rapidly over me. Logan was sitting in the corner rocking back and forth, I listened harder to hear what he was saying. "I'm so sorry," he kept repeating. I looked down at myself they were about to perform some type of surgery, thats why they had drawn diagrams on my stomach. Logan saw that I was awake then and ran to me, "Morgan I'm so sorry, they said they had my mother! I just had to get her," he said and pushed the men's hands away. My lower lip quivered, "I don't want to see you anymore Logan," I said and the tears started to spill.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!" I shouted at the man who continued to draw on my stomach. "Your memory," he replied and continued to draw. "Why?" I asked not knowing what me and my mother knew that they wanted. The man looked me in the eye, "You know where your grandfather is, we want to know," he responded and continued working. I decided my month of belly dancing might help and I rolled my stomach make the marker scribble an odd design. "Great now, you have to bathe!" he said unbuckling the straps and grabbing a bag of items.
"I'll show her to the washroom," a voice I was very familiar with said. My grandma Goode stepped out of the shadows and grabbed my arm, "You shouldn't have ran away deary," she said and pulled me forward. I tried to pull away and she pulled out a whip whipping me in the back. She continued this until the laboratory doors shut. Then she started whipping the door, "Come quickly," she said and instead of going to the washroom she took me outside and covered my mouth. We crouched down behind a bush as the security walked toward us and then away. She was quick to run and stop right when the guards came toward us. I looked down and realized all I was wearing was my purple zebra bra and shorts. I shivered and my Grandma looked over at me. She handed me her button down sweater and I put it on quickly.
She had me stay ducked down by the bush when she ran back in the building and got Logan. We all crouched low until we reached the doors of the building. She turned to me and ripped something out from behind my ear and Logan's, "Tracker," she mouthed and continued moving. We moved until finally we were right by the gate. She grabbed a bag from one of the bushes and handed it to me and another bag to Logan. "Disguises," she said and I put it on quickly. It was a up to the chin red velvet cupcake colored wig. I had brown contacts so I looked different. Then I put on an orange jumpsuit and ugly black shoes. She handcuffed me and I looked over at Logan who I barely recognized. My Grandma looked at me and then grabbed a fake nose ring and I put that on.
Logan was wearing a black security outfit and had a ear piece in. He had thick black sunglasses on and his hair was gelled back instead of its usual spikey look. My grandma was wearing a white lab coat over completely black clothes and heels with glasses and a brown wig. I flinched slightly as Logan grabbed me tightly by the arm and pulled me forward. Maybe it was because that was the arm I got shot in, or maybe it was because he had gotten me here but either way I didn't enjoy being touched by him.
We walked straight out the front gates and to the right down the sidewalk. Then we grabbed more disguises. This time I dressed in a really really short miniskirt and a red and black corset type thing for my shirt, that I couldn't help but notice Logan stared at... ALOT. I completed the look with high heeled black heels and a brown wig. Logan was wearing dark jeans and ratty old sneakers with a basketball jersey. My grandma had on a black cocktail dress and heels.
"I look like a street walker!" I said angrily walking fast down the street. Logan smiled and sang, "And you act like one too." I punched him and he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer, "But your my little street walker." I pushed away from him, "I'm not your little anything," I replied and walked fast. Grandma Goode handed us each comms units. Mine was ever so ironically a cross necklace, "Logan go to the basketball court and make some friends, Morgan go to the mall and make some guys like you, and I will be going to the ballroom, we need to scan the area find out where we are and make sure we blend in before leaving," she said. I nodded and put the necklace on before starting to walk away, then I went back and grabbed my Grandma's purse and took out a knife and put it on my knife holder under my skirt.
When I got to the mall I put on big black sunglasses that I could help but notice were super cute. Two guys whistled at me as I passed them and another slapped my butt. Okay usually I was ugly and not noticeable so this was not going to be easy. I turned to face him, "Hi," I said my face inches from his. "Why hello to you to, whats a hot girl like you doing in our mall?" he asked. "Well it appears you needed some hot girls," I said put my glasses on top of my head. He smiled, "Tyler," he said putting a hand out. I shook it and winked, "Do you want my name?" He nodded, "Well then I better not give it to you, secrets are more fun," I replied. His eyes bugged out when I kissed him on the cheek and went closer to his ear, "But I don't think your girlfriend would agree," I replied knowing some girl looked angry behind me.
"Hey what do you think your doing with my boyfriend!" She said angry. I smirked, "I like proverbs how about you, if you love someone let him go if they don't come back they never were yours but if they do they're yours to keep, maybe you better let this puppy off his leash, cause I don't think he's yours," I replied and walked off. She looked super angry and I walked off into a lingerie store. Tyler followed me, oh crap.
"Looking for some panties Tyler? Or just me?" He looked angry but whatever. "My girlfriend just dumped me because of you!" he replied. "Well then go running and pouting to her, cause right now it doesn't seem good that your talking to me," I replied picking up a bra in my size, "Is this one good?" I asked. "Stop messing around you stupid stripper!" he shouted ripping the bra out of my hands and throwing it down. "I didn't like that one either," I said and continued to rummage threw hoping he would leave. "How old are you anyway?" he asked grabbing my shoulders and shaking me. "Fifteen," I replied. "I'm sixteen, no wonder why your acting so immature," he replied pushing me down. I got back up and continued to rummage. He looked furious, "STOP THAT!" he shouted and grabbed my shoulder again pulling me closer to him. With one quick movement my knife was up and ready to cut a boy in a spot they can't afford to lose.
His eyes grew huge, "Listen buster, you think you can just hit me around. You don't know me, Oh and if you think I won't cut you right now you are oh so very mistaken. My dad is a cop, I saw the bruises on your girl friends arms, if you even try and hurt me I will get you arrested for abuse and sent to an anger management clinic, got it?" I said and he nodded quickly. I put the knife away turned him around and kicked him in the butt making him move forward. Then I waited until he was out of the store to move.
"Morgan are you okay?" Logan and my Grandma said at the same time. "Yeah, you guys didn't see where I put my knife," I replied and I heard Logan chuckle. I walked out of the store and saw Tyler telling his friends he had to go. He saw me and left quickly. I smirked, yeah run little chicken man, I went up the elevator wanting to look really girly. One teenage guy was there and he looked at me quickly and smiled. And of course began staring at my... shirt. By the time the elevator doors opened me and the boy were kissing. "Ew, gross its not like I don't know what your doing," Logan said into my ear. I walked away from the boy in the elevator hitting the button to go down before leaving. The doors closed fast so he couldn't stop and talk to me. I smirked, bye bye birdie.
"Morgan were ready to go home, take a left out of the mall then go down half a block you'll see Logan at the court, pretend you don't know each other and Logan pretend to think she is hot," she started, "Then you guys flirt you talk then offer to walk her home, when you get far enough away ask me for directions." I nodded and started to walk off toward the exits. I got there before any of my little boyfriends could stop me. I walked out the door made a left and of course saw the court right where my Grandma said. "I'm there," I replied and walked toward the court.
Logan was playing basketball, there was a little newspaper/magazine rack so I grabbed one from 'Yummy!' magazine. I put my sunglasses on as I made my way down to the court. The guys stopped playing as I put my sunglasses on top of my head. "Dude she is so hot," one of them said and I smirked opening my magazine. Logan nodded, "Yup, I mean look at her... everything, I like to tap that," he said and the guys all nodded and I let the sun beam down on me. I couldn't help but feel weird at the fact that he just said that. I know he was acting but still, so weird. I pulled out the magazine and started reading, apparently I was destined for greatness and true romance was up ahead, said my horoscope. Also I looked really good in the color red, and miniskirts apparently made my legs look hot, says my monthly fashion forecaster.
"Dude go ask her," one of the guys said. He nodded and a brunette came over, "Hi my names Duncan, I couldn't help but notice you are tremendously hot, whats your name?" he asked. I looked up from the magazine, "My names Autumn," I replied looking down at a page that said 'Hello, Autumn,' "And thanks for telling me stuff half the guys on the planet tell me." He walked away knowing he was rejected. Then Logan started saying he could get me to like him. They all said no and Logan walked over, "Hey, Autumn," he said not knowing if the guys could hear. "Hi, can I help you?" I asked looking at him. "Yeah, I just wanted to do something," he said and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him too. "Want to walk me home?" I asked him and he nodded before running back to the guys.
"Yeah I'm gonna walk her home," he replied and the guys nodded before he left. He took my hand and walked me home with his arm around me until the guys couldn't see us. "Yuck," I said and moved away from him. He rolled his eyes and kissed me on the cheek. I laughed and pushed him away and he wrapped his arms around me as the sun started to set. He stared into my eyes deeply and kissed me. "Do you guys need directions?" My grandma asked totally ruining the moment. "Yeah," he said pulling away his arms still around me. "Go down the street and make a left at the stop sign, then make a right when you go down the next two blocks, and then you should be in the heart of Roseville so you can find your way back," she replied and we both started to walk down the street. He took my hand and I tried to pull away, "Can you stop pretending you don't like me?" he asked angrily. So I just continued holding his hand when the rain started pouring.
We ran under a tree to get away from the rain. He cupped my face in his hand and kissed me. I smiled and grabbed his hand pulling him into the rain. He laughed "What are you doing Morgan?" he asked laughing. I smiled and started spinning and dancing, I grabbed his arm and he hummed while we slow danced. "We should get back," I said as we ran when a car started to almost hit us. He nodded and kissed me once more before we walked back to the school. I opened the doors and walked upstairs to my mom's office. "Mom?" I asked opening the door scared of what I might find. It was as if they were never there, everything was back in order and my mom was typing. "Honey!" she said running to me. She hugged me and I smiled, "I love you," I said and she kissed the top of my head, "Me too."
I went to my room to sleep that night but of course couldn't. I forgot what I wearing so I had to explain to Hailey, Whitney, and Leanna why I looked like a street walker. Which led to more explaining. Until finally they let me go to sleep, I was wearing my dad's ratty old t-shirt and a pair of cute sweat shorts. Then somebody knocked on the door. I groaned, "I just want to sleep!" I said angry getting up. "Was wollen Sie?" I asked angrily in German. (What do you want) "Thats no way to greet your father?" the man said. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and wrapped my arms around him. "Daddy!" I said and he smiled. "Hey girly girl," he replied and smiled.
I ended up in my mom's office with a cup of hot chocolate explaining everything that happened. And the exact location I had been at. They made some phone calls and the Circle of Cavan's hideout was found. But unfortunately they left the area, without a trace that they had been there. "It's okay, we'll find them," my dad said kissing the top of my head. "Zach can I talk to you?" My mom asked. My dad nodded and got up to talk to her. They were fighting, I could tell. He started yelling and she yelled back and then he wrapped her arms around her as she began crying. "I just can't deal with not knowing when you will be back," I heard my mother sob. "Its okay Gallagher girl, I'm here now," He said and they started kissing. Which told me it was my time to exit.
Logan saw me leaving and walked over to me. "Hey sexy," he replied kissing me. I smiled, "After everything we've been through you still think I'm sexy?" I asked and he nodded. "Of course, and when you fall. Oh it just makes me crazy," he said smirking, "But when you fall I promise I'll be there to catch you." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his lacing my fingers through his hair and kissing him with tears streaming down my cheeks. "Your crying," he said wiping a tear away, "Why?" I smiled, "Because I'm happy," I replied, "I love you, Logan Solomon." He picked me up and twirled me, "I love you too Morgan Goode, and I'll keep on loving you until the day I die," he said and hugged me.
"That can be arranged," a voice called down the hallway. I turned but they were gone. When I turned back so was Logan, but I didn't care, whatever he was running from, I would be there jogging slowly behind him. I walked into my mother's office to find my Dad and Mom looking nervous. I turned to see Mr. Solomon and Logan standing next to each other. "Morgan come sit down," my mother replied and I did as I was told. "I think it's time you find out what the Circle of Cavan is looking for," my father said. "A memory right?" I replied confused. "Yes, but I think its time you remember it."
So maybe I would never know why all Blackthorne boys have a knack for making Gallagher girls fall for them and then running. Maybe I would never know why my Grandma helped me. Maybe I wouldn't know why as Aunt Abby stepped out of the shadows with a projector I shivered. Maybe I would never know why I felt so unsafe even though I was surrounded by highly elite spies. And I know I would definitely never know why when the projector started to play I instantly started crying. But the one thing I did know was my school had less than a day, less than a day for me to save it. I have know idea how I would save my school, but hey 'Yummy!' magazine said I was destined for greatness right?
That's all I have so far. I know more cliffhangers, well sort of. I'm sorry it took me so long to write more but I had a Spanish project to do and such. School work and stuff was hard so yeah. Enjoy! And review.