Don't Let Me Fall(4)

his tongue right in. Whoa! No, f*cker, that is not what I want! No f-ucking way! I’m not into this!

I finally pushed him off me, shoved him back, and noticed the girl he came in with walking away. The smirk on this asswipe’s face says it all.

Asshole used me.

“Um, excuse me...what the hell was that?” Aimee asked looking at the two of us. “You two know each other?” f-uck no!

“I have no idea who he is,” I said grabbing my purse and shoving Logan back even more. “But since he’s here, I’m going to go. I have to be somewhere.” And stop myself from

killing this douchebag!

“Hey, don’t go,” Logan said grabbing my arm. Please. I don’t want to be around some dickwad who kisses random people in public. “That girl wouldn’t leave me alone. I needed an

out. And I can’t just kiss my sister.”

“Um, first, you can’t kiss me either. What the f-uck is wrong with you? And second, do that again and you’ll be picking your balls off the floor,” I snapped. “Thanks for

letting me come,” I said to Aimee. “It was nice.” Until I got man-handled.

“See you tomorrow?” she asked with hopeful eyes.

“Sure.” We have classes together. It’s bound to happen.

I gave Logan the evil look as I pushed him out of my way again. He doesn’t really move much so I have to keep shoving him until he finally staggers back and I make a break for it.

“You know her?” I heard him ask Aimee over my shoulder.

I kept walking until I got out of the building and walked my way to the train station. Kelsey will want to know how my first day went. She’ll want details and she’ll have a blast

with this shit.

“Hey, wait up,” I heard Logan call out behind me. Oh, god! He jogged up to me and blocked my path. He really needs to stop being up my ass. It’s annoying…and creepy. “I’m

sorry for kissing you.” I don’t believe that. “Actually, no I’m not. I’m just trying to get you to think I’m a good guy. I don’t usually do that…kissing random girls.”

I don’t care what he is…

“Really, because you seemed to know what you were doing.” He gave me a cocky smile and I know it’s because he thinks I’m saying he’s a good kisser. Which he is. But he doesn’t

need to know that. “Kissing random girls,” I clarified. “You just walked up to me. I think you’ve done it before.” He’s an *. Okay. Girls should be aware of that.

He dropped his eyes, staring at the sidewalk then slowly brought them back up, making my heart stop for a few seconds because the look in them is intense. And hot. Turn and walk.

Now.

“You can ask my sister,” he said, softly. “I don’t do that.”

“I have to go,” I said trying to step past him.

The wind picked up and blew my hair back.

The way Logan’s eyes landed on the left side of my neck made my skin burn up. He stared at my tattoo for a few more seconds until he met my eyes. Shit.

“Birds?” he asked. “I have to hear this story.”

“No, you don’t.” What the f-uck? He doesn’t need to know anything. My family knows me. That’s all that matters.

When I was eighteen, the only way I rebelled was by getting tattoos. Lots of them. There are too many to count so I don’t. They all have some meaning to me but the first one I ever

got was of small black birds flying up my neck. I thought it was amazing and Kelsey did too. Matt and Jacky called me an idiot and Mom and Dad didn’t comment. The way Kelsey looked

up at me was priceless. I felt like her idol.

I stepped past Logan and made my way to the train station again. He didn’t follow me and I was glad. I need to breathe without his scent filling my lungs.

On the train, I texted Matthew asking him how school was and he just replied with ‘boring.’ I tried to text Jacky but she didn’t respond so I guess her boyfriend, Remy, is more

important at the moment. They’ve been dating for six years; I shouldn’t be surprised that she’s ignoring me. Her man is her life.

Mom and Dad were at the hospital when I got there. It’s weird seeing them together for Kelsey. Mom does anything for her so staying with her ex-husband for a few hours is

tolerable.

I don’t know how long they’ve been here but when I got there, they stayed for a bit then headed home. They told me that Kelsey can come home soon. She’s not done doing tests but

Kelsey misses her room and I can’t blame her. Her room is her safe haven. Her room is her escape.

“Hey,” I said bringing a chair over to Kelsey’s bed. “How was your day?” This is the normal routine. We sit, talk, eat and then she goes to sleep and I wait a bit before I head

home.

“Eh,” Kelsey said shrugging. “The only highlight of my day was the cute kid who came in thinking it was his room.”

“Details!” I said excited for a new story. She’s usually bored in here so hearing about something other than the nurses’ personal lives is interesting.

“He’s fifteen,” she said. “He stayed until Dad came…” I listened to how Micha stumbled in here thinking it was his room then how he stayed and talked to Kelsey. He’s tall