Logan

I was trying to distance myself from Stella. When--I think her name was Charlie--came over and told Stella that there's a guy that wanted to talk to her it just made me annoyed that I couldn't have her. Then Stella said that she doesn't date which made me feel kinda better. I wanted to get to know her, I wanted to be friends with her, but she'd probably never let that happen. I wasn't allowed to date her because that would mean she wouldn't be safe, so that was out of the picture, and she doesn't like me anyways so I guess there's no point. That and the fact that I'd be leaving this town in about five months when I graduate. If I got to last that long. I thought we were having a moment earlier, but she stopped it before anything could happen.

After Charlie dragged her off, I went and found the first girl I saw, I don't remember what she said her name was. We didn't do much talking, if you know what I mean. Shortly after I started talking to her she just started making out with me. I didn't think much of it, I was used to it. I decided to just kiss her back and get my mind off of Stella, who was probably dancing with some dude. After about an hour I was onto another girl doing the same thing. All of a sudden I heard a punch thrown and then someone hitting the floor. I walked around the corner to see Stella on the floor crying. I didn't like seeing her cry. I then saw Nate running over and punching the guy who must've hit Stella. Nate threw the punch at him which knocked the guy out, making him fall next to Stella. I saw the two other guys behind Nate charging at him.

I ran towards the scene and punched one of the two guys as hard as I could, knocking him out cold. I could hear someone coming up behind me. My arm was still up from punching the guy that was now laying on the floor that I shot my arm back to elbow the guy coming up behind me. I didn't know if it was the second guy or if it was Nate, to be honest, I didn't really care. If it was Nate, he did deserve it, he must've hurt Stella pretty bad for her to be the way she is. I turned around. Damn, it wasn't Nate. I saw the second guy bring his hands to his nose, which I had just elbowed, and heard him moan in pain. I was just about to fully turn around to face him and take a swing at him and then I saw a fist hit his right side from behind him. He was lights out. He fell to the floor which revealed the person who punched him. There stood Stella with her fist still up from punching the guy. It kind of turned me on a little. She then turned to face Nate with another tear streaming down her face and swung her arm to hit him with a right hook. She didn't hit Nate as hard as the other guy, but she still hit him hard enough for him to grip the rail on the stair case so he didn't fall. She then turned to me, still crying, and raised her arm to punch me. I grabbed her forearm just before her fist hit my face and slowly brought it down to wrap my arms around to bring her in a hug.

Stella

I can't believe I was going to punch him. I was just so angry. Angry at the fact that he wasn't alone when I wanted to talk to him. Angry at the fact that Nate all of a sudden wanted me to confide in him about my problems. Angry that I was just punched and kicked when I told a guy no. I was just starting to feel the bruises surfacing on my face and my abdomen. It hurt like a bitch. I was surprised when Logan started hugging me. It took me by surprise, but then once I realized what was happening, I started hugging him back. He hugged me tighter as I continued crying. He bent down a bit and I felt an arm touch the back of my legs and I was swept off my feet. Literally. My arms were already around his neck and then he picked me up, carrying me bridal style.

"Come on, we're gonna get you outta here Jones" he whispered in my ear. He continued to carry me, making his way to the door of the house. "Can somebody open the goddamn door?" he voiced with an annoyed tone. Someone must have opened the door because he continued walking and the sudden cold air made me realize we were outside, but I didn't see who it was, my head was still buried in his neck. He made his way down the front stairs and started walking down the street. Where are we going?

After a few minutes of walking down the street, I shifted my head enough to see Logan stopped in front of his car and while still carrying me, he bent down and opened the passenger car door with the hand that was holding my legs close to him. He opened the door the rest of the way with his foot. He placed me on the seat, closing the door gently and jogged around the front of the car to open the driver's side door. He sat down on the seat and closed the door behind him. He put the keys in the ignition and started the car and turned on the heat while also turning on the radio. At the same time, we both took off our shoes and put them on the floor of the car and put our sock feet up on the seats. I thought that was kind of funny that we both did that at the exact same time. Our bodies were facing each other; he was looking at me, but I was looking down with my hair hiding my tear-stained face and all the mascara running down my cheeks. He put his index finger under my chin and lifted my head up to align with his. Logan tucked my hair behind my right ear and leaned over the arm rest between us. He took both of his thumbs and wiped my face. The tip of his thumb glided along my wet eyelashes and then he brought his hands back to wipe his black thumbs on the palm of his hands.

"I don't like seeing you cry" he said sincerely. I looked him in the eyes and cried even more. I then looked at his hands. His knuckles were bruised from punching that guy. I took his right hand in both of mine and faced it palm up and rubbed my thumb along the black smudges.

"I'm sorry for everything. Sorry for leaving with Charlie to talk to that dumb guy. Sorry for almost punching you; if you hadn't stopped me I would have done it. I'm sorry for you feeling the need to punch that guy and getting your knuckles all bruised. And sorry for getting stupid mascara on your hands" I sobbed forgetting the fact that he was kissing another girl when I needed to talk to him.

"Okay first, you have nothing to be sorry for. I would've let you punch me if I thought you needed to, but I think you got out enough anger out by beating the shit out of Nate and that other guy; nice right hooks by the way. And I punched that guy cause I wanted to, he deserved it. As for the black hands Jones, don't worry about" he smiled at me and winked. I noticed that the car was still running.

"Are we going somewhere?" I asked him referring to the car that was started.

"If you want to, we can, if you don't, we can stay right here, or I can take you home. We can talk about whatever you want, or we can not talk at all and listen to the radio, or I can turn it off and we can sit here in silence. Whatever you want to do Jones, I just don't want to see you upset."

"Stay here. Talk. Radio on." I answered smiling at him which I got a smile back in return. He left the radio on and I put his hand, which I was still holding, up to my face and he stroked my cheek with his thumb. I leaned into his touch.

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked me looking a little nervous. "Did you want to talk about what happened? I mean you don't have to if you don't want to" he added. I was a little hesitant to tell him cause that would mean I had to tell him why I was going outside in the first place. I swallowed my emotions before I spoke.

"Well I was actually looking for you" I took a deep breath in. "I saw you with that girl and I didn't want to bother you so I just decided to get some fresh air" I lied. He had a guilty look on his face. "I ran into Nate and he wanted to talk to me and I really wasn't in the mood and he was acting like everything was fine between us" I changed the story a little bit, leaving out the part about Nate asking me if I was okay. "I made my way past him and then the guy who Nate punched, Greg, came in front of me and wouldn't let me leave. He slammed me up against the wall and then kissed me hard. I tried to get him off of me, which I eventually did, and then his friends stopped me from leaving. All three of them circled around me and then Greg punched me and when I hit the floor he kicked me in the stomach, and then that's when Nate punched him" I explained to him with my eyes watering. He just sat there looking furious, like he was going to kill someone.

"I'm going to kill him. I'm gonna do it. You're gonna have to visit me in jail" he stated.

"Please don't do anything, he's not worth it"

"But you are" he argued looking down at his hand that I was holding. That made me smile. "What did Nate do to you that was so bad?" Logan added. I hesitated telling him. Do I really want him to know why I'm like this?

"Well I always had a crush on him, but last year is when we first talked to each other and became friends. I had never experienced anything: loving someone, wanting them so bad that it hurts, heartbreak, being emotionally unstable. I was a total virgin in every department. We started out as friends, but my crush became something I just couldn't control. He kind of led on that he liked me, but started dating this girl. I was devastated, I cried every night. The worst part is, he made me do so many things that were unmoral, I would never had done them before I met het him. He cheated on his girlfriend with me and I knew about it, I didn't tell her, I told him to breakup with her, I did everything I could to break them apart, and everyday there was always a point where I'd ask myself like 'what is wrong with me?' He finally broke up with her, not because of me though. He made me expose myself in so many ways I just wasn't comfortable with, but I did anyway because I wanted to do what would make him happy. Then he told me he was doing the same thing with other girls and my heart just broke. I was in love with him and all he wanted was to see me naked and he got that anyway he could. For so long I wondered what I did wrong, like was I not pretty enough? Was I not funny enough? Was I not smart enough? Was I just not good enough for him? I ruined myself thinking about it for so long. He lied to me so many times and after that I promised myself I'd never let myself have feelings for anyone until I got out of high school because when I really love someone, it gets too deep, too out of control and I can't stop." I had tears falling down my face as I told him why I am the way I am. He looked upset.

"I...I don't know what to s--" I cut him off. I felt the need to do something and I just needed to do it.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked anxiously.

"Of course...anything" he answered.

"Can you kiss me?"

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