Trusting Logan

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TRUSTING LOGAN CHAPTER 2

I sat with my head over the toilet heaving as someone held my hair back and rubbed soothing circles on my back.

Finally done I attempt to get up on my own, a little wobbly and feel someone's warm hands immediately around my waist steadying me.

My head is aching uncontrollably at this point and the music from the party only intensifying the throbbing in my head.I can feel what I can only assume is blood slowly running down my forehead bringing my hand up to check, I see red on my fingers.

Turning around I see Logan’s blue eyes staring at me intently with concern.

"Let go Loooogaaaan."I mumble half-heartedly as I attempt to push him away from me. I think I have been embarrassed enough for one night and the last thing I need is Logan Clifton making me feel worse about myself.

"Now, Is that anyway to treat your savior Amby baby?" Logan says in a low husky voice that has me shivering uncontrollably. I sigh in defeat.I may not be Logan's biggest fan but he did save me, so I drop it for a now. He takes a towel from my bathroom and cleans the cut on my head. His hands work gently and efficiently to clean the cut on my forehead. As he works I take the time to study his handsome face. His blue eyes look zoned in on my forehead, dark eyebrows furrowed in concentration and his lips are pressed together in a thin line. It is strange to see Logan so serious, cause usually he is either teasing me or being perverse.Finally looking satisfied with his handy work he swiftly carries me bridal style back to my room before I can if scrounge up a protest and l gently lays me onto my bed.

I try to think back to how I had landed myself in my current predicament of having to depend on someone to be my hero, worse of all: having to depend on Logan.

I sat on the kitchen counter.Josh, Logan and I were having a drinking competition after they had told me to and I quote 'Stop acting like an stuck-up, old lady, grow some balls and live a little. Life is too short to not party'.

After one too many shots I stumbled out of the kitchen and ran into someone, literally.Very classy Amber. I feel someone hold me around the waist, steadying me. I look up to see Chase. A scorching red heat takes over my cheeks as I start fumbling with my word. "oooh...er....Chase...I-I'm sorry. I-I didn't m-mean to run into you."

He laughs it off and says "Hey Amber.... Are you drunk?" I can't help it but giggle at that. I don’t know but everything just seemed giggle worthy. I suppose I was a little bit under the influence.

"No, no. I might be buzzing a little bit too much but i-it isn't my fault. Logan and my brother thought it would be fun to get me tipsy."I say giggling yet again. Why was this so funny? I was never a giggler.

"Oh...you and Logan huh? I didn't know you guys were going out." Chase says looking a little disappointed.

"Oh no, no, no. NO. We aren't. I-I don't d-do man-whores." I say tripping over my words making myself giggle ones more. Chase simply smirks at my response. I flush realizing what I just said. Note to self: No talking to extremely nice looking guys while under the influence. "I mean...I mean- I don't date man-whores."I say sobering up to save myself from further embarrassment.

"Aww. Amby, Is that really what you think of me? I know you love me, you just don't know it yet.” Logan says placing his hands gently on my hips. My skin heats at the intimate gesture and I wiggle free of both boys.Logan then faces Chase and sneers rather disgustedly, I might add, “At least I can get a girl." I roll my eyes at Logan and turn my attention back at Chase. Trying to block out Logan.

Bending down to my ear Chase says, "I am glad. How about you and I continue this conversation in a more private room?" I look at him a little nervous. The logical part of my brain is saying no Amber don’t go alone with him in this state.

So I find myself saying, "ermm...I don't think I should." Suddenly finding the ground very interesting.

"What are you so afraid of?" Chase says lifting my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes.

"umm." I say dumbly unable to find words to make my case. He kisses me on the cheek reassuringly and all the, albeit, limited brains and caution I had left are thrown out the window.

"Come on Amber." He says leading the way towards the stairs. I follow behind half timidly but as we reach my room I decide my brother is right I do need to grow a pair. I don't know why I am being so weird about this. This is what you are suppose to do with a boy you like right?After crushing and flirting, this is what happens. You make out with each other in a dark room.

In my room Chase kisses me on my neck slowly working his way to my lips. When he reaches my lips I close my eyes. I feel his hands tighten around my waist and my hands wrap around his neck on instinct. My fingers begin to tangle into his hair. I pull lightly and he moans in response. Chase starts rubbing my back slowly until I feel him unzipping my dress. I pull back immediately. Red flashing lights going off in my head.

"urhm.....Chase...can you stop?" He pulls me a little closer, if that's possible, and starts nibbling at me ear again. I moan from the tingles it is causing to arise in me. We make our way to my bed, where he lays me down and lays on top of me.

"You don't really want me to do you?" He asks as he continues nibbling at my ear. I try thinking clearly, but a hormone haze threatens to take over at any second. I do the only thing I can think of in that moment to get him to stop because as I push gently to try and get up he doesn’t budge. I scream. He doesn't stop but continues to try to undo my dress. I try pushing him off with more force but he will not budge. I then decide to knee him where the sun don't shine.

"owww….What the hell Amber!You're going to regret that." He says putting his hand over my mouth. He starts undressing me with his other hand. I knew I shouldn't have worn a dress. I try squirming until he ties something around my mouth so I can't scream. He grabs me and proceeds to take off my clothes. After I am in nothing besides my bra and panties and begins to undress himself. I take the liberty of punching him in the face as best I can at the moment. "Oh...now you've really done it." With that he pulls me by the hair and bangs my head against the banister of my bed. My eyes tear up as I fall to the ground. My vision is blurred as I lay on the ground waiting for my predator to attack once more. I see a shadow enter the room and for a brief moment am frightened further at the thought of more than one assailant. But then I see Chase being pulled out of my room. I feel someone's hands wrap around my waist and the rag that is in my mouth being taken out.

"No. I guess I should say thank you." I say whole heartily, but my hearty thank you is a little less hearty as my voice cracks from the realization of what could have happened to me.

"You’re welcome. Hey. I am going to go get you some ice Amby.” I feel a terror begin to rise in me at the thought of being left alone, but Logan smiles reassuringly. “I will be back quick and here." Logan says as he takes off his shirt and hands it to me. I stare at his perfect eight pack a little shocked and appalled at myself. He looks so freaking hot. How did I miss that? More importantly why am I focusing on a fact like that at a time like this? But Logan just smirks. "Take a picture, it will last longer." I blush a deep red and quickly put on the shirt. I see him leaving my room and can’t help but freak out a little. I hear the party still in full swing as the door opens. I think about what would happen if Logan leaves and Chase sneaks back in. I shiver at the thought. I wouldn’t normally do something like this, ask Logan of all people,to stay with me because I am scared, but a bigger part of me is too afraid to care.

"Logan please don't leave me." I say softly. At first I am not even sure if he heard me but he turns to study my face like he wants to know if I am okay. I don’t know what he sees exactly but whatever he saw on my face made him nod his head and stay with me.

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