Authors Note: Hi! Sooo this story is my first ever FanFic. I really hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it! Reviews would be much appreciated :)
Oh and i dont own any of these characters!
Chapter 11: Another Mask
The boy stormed to his room- all the while, wiping the evidence of pain that had leaked from his brown eyes.
He didnt eat dinner that night. He didnt do the homework that was due the next day. He didnt even respond when the boys asked if he wanted to play video games.
They assumed he was asleep and he relished their ignorance. He simply laid in his bed. The boy was silently pleading with the navy comforter of his bed- asking the lifeless sheets to envelop him, to cradle him, to offer him a sense of confidence.
He tried to make sense of the scene he had just watched. The one that starred his bestfriend and his perfect girl.
He tried to understand why any girl would lead a guy on, just to get to his best friend.
He tried to interpret his own feelings but more than anything he searched for a disguise. a mask. a veil. A way to hide the unwelcome feelings he had. The ones he still felt for the girl. The feelings he knew he shouldnt have. The attraction that he assumed was one-sided ... and the ones he felt for his best friend. The feelings he knew he had no right to have. He hated the thought of being angry with anyone. especially someone who was practically his brother.
And when he wasnt trying so hard to decipher, his mind was became a television: and he couldnt change the channel. The viewer was forced to watch reruns of the same scene- a startling combination of a mystery and a horror movie. he watched it over and over again.
Reason and emotion battled for control of Logan Mitchell's attention, and Logan Mitchell spent the night struggling to mask both opponents in this war.
"Morning Logan," Mrs Knight's voice embodied both worry and fatigue, "You feeling ok? you didnt eat last night?"
"Im fine" Logans voice was uncomfortably strong for having just emerged from his bed.
A smile formed on his lips, not as a result of joy but rather of the need to reassure the worried woman in front of him. The smile however would never reach his eyes. The two brown irises offered a mere taste of the boys true emotion.
"I was just tired is all." he continued, "Tell the guys that ima go for a quick bike ride before school. ill see them in class."
With that, a boy with a broken mask stepped out of room 2J and headed towards the elevators.
First, sorry this was sooo short but ive been crazy busy and i hated not showing how Logan felt last chapter so this is just a little insight. There will actually be plot progression soon, i promise :)
AND...
Wow, as you all know, I just recently finally got some reviews. and i love you guys for them. Like seriously they made my day. Gaaahh. thank you. thank you. thank you.
ad one extra thanks to Mikichan21 and froggieluver2280 and XxXBeautifulXxXDreamerXxX :)