His lip is still slightly swollen and very bruised and his eye, well I don’t really know how to describe it. It looks like he just did ten rounds with Rocky Balboa. And lost. It makes me think of seeing Logan yesterday though and his face was perfect. There wasn’t a blemish anywhere. But I saw Chris get a punch in.
“Oh my God, Chris look at your face. I’m sorry. Does it hurt?” I reach out to touch his face but don’t actually make contact. I’m too scared of hurting him more. He just smiles and grabs my hand.
“It’s fine, really. Don’t worry about it. And quit saying sorry. It wasn’t your fault. It was the douchebags fault.”
“Ok well can you do me a favor and just stay out of his way today. Don’t do anything to rile him up.” I squeeze his hand. He looks down at our hands and smiles again.
“But that’s my favorite thing to do” he says with a smirk.
“I can’t believe you look like this and he doesn’t even have a mark on his ....” I get interrupted and I realize I may have just made a mistake saying what I have.
“How do you know that he doesn’t have a mark?” He’s no longer smirking but had a very serious face and tone.
“Alex come on, tell me you wasn’t stupid enough to meet up with him.” I can hear the anger in his voice but I know it’s not directed towards me.
“Um, he came to see me yesterday. To apologize.” I say while looking down. I can’t seem to look him in the eye. I somehow feel guilty. Like I betrayed him. Maybe it’s just because I know he looks like that because of me.
“I can’t believe you did that. He’s dangerous, he’s not safe.” He’s driving to school now but it’s slightly worrying me because I know his attention is not where it should be. He’s shaking his head and keeps looking at me.
“I know, I know that now. I can see it. I told him to stay away. But just promise me you will stay away from him too. I can’t be worrying about what your doing while I’m in class.” He starts smiling again.
“So you’ll be worried about me huh?” he asks.
“Just promise me, ok?” I plead with him grabbing onto his arm. I have a feeling Logan isn’t going to back down easily from whatever claim he thinks he has on me.
“I’ll make you a deal, I promise to stay away from him and to not purposely rile him up, if you promise to stay away too.”
He looks too pleased with his idea.
“So do we have a deal or not?” He takes one hand off the steering wheel to hold it out to me to shake.
I hold mine out to and grasp his hand. I slowly nod my head against the will and erratic beating of my heart.
“Deal”
Chapter Ten
Taking What's Mine
Ever feel like you just made a promise but you know you can’t keep it? Like back in preschool and you say ‘cross my heart and hope to die’ but your other hand is behind your back with your fingers crossed.
I feel like that. Well I actually feel like I should have had my fingers and toes crossed because I just made a deal and I already don’t think I can keep it. Looking out the car window, everything seems so peaceful. Other people sat in their own cars and no one really knows what going on in each other’s heads. I don’t even know what’s going on in my own head half the time. But why can’t life just be like the scenery.
Peaceful. Beautiful. Strong like the mountains.
‘And another body has been found. The partially clothed body of a young woman, still to be identified, was found in woodland. Animal control are out searching for what they consider to be a large wolf or bear. And in other recent....’
The news anchor on the radio caught my attention with the latest news of another attack. I couldn’t help but think of a certain large midnight black wolf and wonder if he was the cause. And I may just be that stupid but I really don’t think he was. I didn’t get the murderous vibe from him. But I’m no wolf whisperer so who knows. Strange though that the last attack happened the same night I had seen him and again last night.
No, I wasn’t going to believe it was him. It’s just a coincidence. Maybe Logan’s dad was right and it was just a bear.
“Do bears usually attack around here?” I say to Chris as we pull into the school parking lot.
“Not really. You’ll often find an animal attacked by a wolf or bear but never humans. It’s odd really. To be honest I wouldn’t be surprised if it wasn’t an animal and just some crazy psycho.” He shrugs his shoulders as if the idea only just really came to him and he was still thinking it over.
“What? Like a serial killer? But they said the bodies were like, in a really bad condition?” I say starting to freak out. I was starting to like it here. I’m not liking the idea of a serial killer in such a small town. The odds would not be forever in your favour.
“Who says that a strong enough guy can’t do that. People have done much worse. Think
