Logans POV She's so beautiful in my arms. I gazed at her perfect cheek bones, soft lips, shimmering blue eyes. I couldn't look away even if I wanted to. Oh no sorry gotta go update when I get back!
I laid there for another hour watching my girlfriend sleep. She touched my cheek suddenly. I hadn't even noticed. She smiled at me, a sleepy, happy smile. I hugged her close, I need her. "I didn't want to"her voice was barely above a whisper. I knew I wasn't supposed to hear, so I kept silent and hugged her close.
Cut off sorry ><><><><><><><><><><><><><> I got a text. It was from Finn. Marko's high he's coming to yours. RUN. Shit. Marko (the rapist) he's dangerous when he's high. He killed someone once. I grabbed Orchid and pulled her up shoved one of my shirts over her and grabbed a pair of sexy shirts from her room. Then I pulled on a blue v-neck and sweats. "We're going now put on you're high tops babe." I half ordered half asked Orchid. She did as I said then asked why. "Two words. Marko's high." her eyes widened. "Shit" she mumbled.
Logan's POV I grabbed Orchid's hand and started to whisk her out. Suddenly she put her hands on my chest to stop me. I looked at her as if to say what the hell are you doing, I was tensed up. She kissed me urgently out of need and security. I immediately softened slipping my hands around her back. "We'll be ok" she whispered knowingly. We drove to the beach house. I inherited it when Dad died. Enough said. I went over the speed limit and it took me 20 minutes for a 45 minute drive. When we finally got there we laid down on the porch exhausted. I stood up and kicked the door open. Scrambling about to find blankets. I emerged from it with two soft ones. Orchid was asleep already, I wrapped one around her and lifted her up easily. Laying her down on the pristine king sized bed. I turned to leave. She stirred in her sleep, awakening quickly. "Where do you think you're going?" she smirked. I turned back around and laid with her. We fell asleep in eachothers arms. At around 2am that night, crashes emerged from the door. Someone was in the house. I grabbed a Cricket bat and slowly opened the door. Vomit. Everywhere. Then I saw the passed out figure. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE" I yelled. It was the bastard himself. ><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Who do you think it was? Marko? It's not him.