Logan squinted as rays of the sun slit through the blinds, several aiming at his face as he was rudely awakened. The blonde sat up with an irritated frown, rubbing his head. "Fuck, how many did I have last night?" He struggled to remember the night before, the most coming back to him was him collapsing into the apartment, beer bottle in hand. Logan got up and trudged to the kitchen, passing the bathroom that was in between the roommates. Hearing groaning coming from the bathroom, Logan stopped and turned around, sticking his head in the bathroom door.

"Hey Ge-…Are…are you talking to that toilet?"

Gene looked up from his spot right in front of the toilet, drooling a bit, a few beer cans scattered around him. "Oh heyyyyy, Loagie! Me and the toilet here were just telling each other secrets…" The man was obviously still slightly intoxicated. Logan watched as Gene turned to the toilet, whispering, "H-Hey, toilet, here's a good one," the man's voice lowered even more before he stifled a laugh, "my first anal beads…it had one of Marilyn's eyes on it…"

"Okay, well, um, I gotta…go. Bye." Logan darted out of the premises before he almost puked, going to the kitchen. A little while later after the man had cracked open a can of beer and grabbed a piece of toast, Gene stumbled out into the living room, yawning. "Done talking to your wife?" Logan said as he turned to look at Gene.

"He's my best friend! YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND, LOGAN! Maaan…I can't believe I still remember last night," the chocolate haired man mumbled. Logan quickly asked, "Wait, you do? What happened?"

Sighing, Gene walked next to Logan and sat on the couch next to him. "You came in here pretty bummed, almost ready to pass out. I think you stopped at the drugstore or something. Anyway, you almost fell on your face and had red, puffy eyes, like you had been crying, I guess?"

Logan's mind flickered back to yesterday evening, the fiasco with Louise and Alexis now dating came back to him. His heart sunk. "God dammit, I wish you never told me. I sort of wanted to forget about that."

"About what?"

Logan stopped mid swig. "Oh, uh…well…didn't Tina call you or something?"

Gene pulled out his phone. "75 Missed Calls…74 from Mom, and 1 from Tina. Oh, and.." he trailed off, his attention on something else on his phone. Logan pulled out his phone as well, hoping that maybe last night was just a horrible, horrible dream, and Louise was still texting him. No new messages. Gene looked at Logan. "Is the thing my mom tried calling me about have to do with you?" The blonde looked down, tossing his now empty beer can to the side. "More than likely, yeah."

The larger man closed his phone. "Well, tell me what happened!" He turned to the blonde, noticing how depressed he had become in such little time. Placing an arm around Logan, Gene whispered, "Hey, what's wrong, babe?" Balling up his fists, Logan intensely stared at a random spot on the carpet before slowly explaining the events of the previous night.

"I went to work and eventually Tina shows up with Louise and Alexis. All of a sudden, Louise tells your mom that she's dating Alexis. Then Louise started looking at me, and so did Alexis. Alex got really pissed for some reason, I'm guessing jealousy? So she, like, dragged Louise to her third floor apartment and Louise texted me later while I was on my break, trying not to cry like a pussy. She sounded like she was freaking out by the way she wrote out her replies. Something about dead animals in jars and how sketchy the whole place seemed. I replied to her saying that I wish I knew what to do, and then she never responded…I just…what if she's not okay?"

Gene sat a few moments, still registering what was just told to him.

"Um…wow," he mumbled, "Yeah, I probably would get wasted if that happened to me. Well, if they were all genderbent, anyway," he laughed lightly, trying to cheer up his friend.
But it didn't work. Logan didn't even crack a smile.

"Hey, why don't we go stop by the restaurant and see if she's home. That sound good, buddy?" Gene rubbed Logan's back, smiling sadly. He had never seen Logan this upset before. The blonde nodded slowly, still trying not to tear up. Gene smiled before pulling Logan into a hug and kissing the top of his head. "Let me get my coat," He said, getting up.

A small tin of concealer fell off of Louise's dresser; a bare foot with a swollen ankle just barely moved away in time so as to not be hit. "Fuck," muttered Louise softly, picking it up.

Louise hadn't looked so bad last night. She had felt like shit, sure, but now? Two black eyes, various cuts and bruises, scrapes galore, the whole package. Looking into the mirror, the bruised young woman sighed. I'm gonna need to buy a LOT more makeup…I bet Tina has some. Slipping out of her room, the bunny ears on her hat twitched as Louise slinked down the hall. Stepping into Tina's room, the coast was clear. Oh thank God. This hat can't cover up my face… Quickly grabbing various makeup knickknacks, Louise was too busy to notice anything else. The lights turned off when she had gotten there, Louise kept rummaging through Tina's dresser top, not catching the silhouette casting in the doorway.

"Louise? What are you doing in my room?"

Tina stood behind Louise, slightly confused. Her younger sister froze up, her face like a deer in the headlights. Refusing to turn around in fear of her sister figuring out what was going on, Louise replied from her spot facing the dresser. "Uh, I was just getting some things…for my project. I need to do a report on horses, and what better place to go than your room, right? Haha…" Shutting the door behind her silently, Tina looked the back of her sister from head to toe, concerned. "Louise, I'm kinda worried about you…you got home really late last night…I mean, I know the high school had an institute day today, but…you never get home late. Not on purpose, anyway."

Louise looked down at the make up in her hands, clutching it close to her chest. "Just mind your own business, Tina," she mumbled, "I'm fine…I'm just here for your dumb horses, okay?" Louise started to back up, only to bump into her bespectacled sister. Louise kept her back to her. Tina looked down at the undersides of Louise's arms, plastered in red marks and bruises. Biting her lip, she placed a quivering hand on Louise's shoulder. "Louise, what exactly happened at Alexis's apartment last night?"

Turning around without thinking, Louise snapped at her sister, "Nothing happened, okay, Tina?!" Shoving past Tina, who had a shocked face, she bolted for the door. Twisting on the handle, Louise expected to be out in the hallway by now. The door went nowhere. Fuck. Locked.

"…Louise, I'm not an idiot."

Growling, Louise refused to face her sister once more. "I-It's just make up!" Tina gently grabbed a part of Louise's arm that wasn't bruised and turned her around. Looking away, Louise tried to cover her face with one arm, causing some of the makeup to fall to the floor. It was too late. Tina took a deep breath, examining Louise's face from afar. "I got beat up once or twice before. I know what's makeup and what's not. You're trying to fool a woman who seen thousands of zombie movies."

"You got beat up?" Louise looked at her sister, a bit shocked. "I don't remember that at all."

"It was once in freshman year of high school. It was no big deal, honestly," Tina said while sitting down, turning her sister around and checking for all the scrapes. "Uh, I'm gonna need you to take your shirt off." She got up from her place on the bed, quietly unlocking and opening the door, escaping to the bathroom for the first aid kit.

Sighing in annoyance, Louise slipped off her green shirt, noticing a few tiny blood stains in various places of the shirt. "Damn…she got me good." Tina walked back in with not a first aid kit, but ointment, bandages, and wet wipes. "Let me guess, Alexis did this." Louise looked at the floor, remembering who was responsible for all of this. "Yeah…"

Starting to attend to Louise's wounds, Tina mumbled, "How did it happen?" Louise shook her head as if she didn't want to talk about it. "She asked me to prom and I said no. I have no idea why she went apeshit, but I think it has to do with Logan for some reason. Anyway, she drugged me, slapped me, then held me down and covered my face with a rag covered in chloroform that just HAPPENED to be lying around…it was almost like it was all planned."

Tina nodded, not sure what to say. The sisters remained silent while the elder was tending to the younger. After a while, Tina got up and did one last spin around of Louise before content that she had done all that she could do. "Okay, I guess you wanna borrow some of my makeup, right? Let me get the better ones." Walking back to her dresser, Tina rummaged around in the clutter. Louise watched Tina from where she was standing.

"Tina…please don't tell Mom or Dad about this…or Gene or Logan. I can fix this on my own, I promise…"

Turning around, Tina looked troubled. "I don't know, Louise, I know you like to do things your way but I'm really worried about this…I really think you should tell someone…please?" Frowning, Louise looked back at her sister, obviously not pleased.

"I'll be fine, Tina. Thanks for helping me out," Louise said, taking the makeup from Tina and hugging her with one arm before leaving the room. Tina stayed behind with a worried expression on her face.

Once back in her room, Louise placed the makeup on her own dresser. Applying the makeup, Louise checked her phone for any texts.

2 New Messages

Opening the first, Louise was greeted by a text from Gene.

Gene: Hey, just thought I'd give you a heads up: Logan's really worried about you so we're stopping by in a bit.

Ugh, okay, she thought in annoyance. She opened the next one.

Alexis: Hey baby I bet ur probbly pissed, well dont worry it wont happen again…as long as u dont piss me off!. if i were u, id keep followin my orders…otherwise some1 close 2 u will get hurt ;) luv u

Louise scoffed. This bitch must be dreaming if she thinks she'll control me. Pulling up a new message, Louise started to make a smart ass reply before pausing. Wait, someone close to me will get hurt? But who..? Images of her parents and siblings ran through her head, which bothered her, before she remembered Logan. God dammit, she hates him for some reason. I doubt she could overpower Logan, though. Although… Louise glanced at her now healing cuts. She might wear a hat that seemed childish, but Louise was pretty tough when it came to fighting. Most people in her classes tried to avoid her. It was pretty damn surprising Alexis was able to bring down such a small but so strong powerhouse in so little time.

Sighing, Louise erased what she had been writing. I have no choice, then…

Louise: Ok.

Pressing the send button, Louise tossed her phone onto the floor before getting ready for Gene and Logan's not so surprise visit.