chapter one - Who are you??!

There has always been this one person that was there for me. Cared for me and never let me go no matter what.

Heather is this person. I loved her more than anything in this world, after my mother’s death she has always been there, I couldn't stand on my own two feet knowing the last thing that meant the world to me from this family is really gone…

Today is Christmas Eve I tug my pack bag on, bury my hands quickly in my pockets, feeling a little cold as I start walking in the street the weather is pretty cold; a soft wave of wind hit my cheeks, made me close my eyes a little feeling sparks in my nose having my eyes tear up. My hair flew everywhere that I looked like a mop headed guy.

Walking trying to speed up a little I bump in Heather, a little gasp passed through my lips making my eyes grew wider and I forced myself to step few steps away from her. “Hey, where are you going?” she asks with a soft tone of hers that I could not resist. I bit my bottom lips looking down praying to God that she would just go away for now. I felt her warm hands touch my cheeks and my eyes automatically open wide “Heather” I said quietly almost whispering and she just smiles as her usual her watermelon smile and I blink twice. “Where are you going to spend your Xmas eve?” she asks happily and I just shook my head ‘no’ holding tight on my last four left coins with me. “Nowhere, probably will just stay at home I have loads of work to do” I said and she just gave me the look. “Tell me now that you’re a nonconformist person” she growls wrapping her arms against her chest and I just unfolded her arms pulling her into a long hug of mine.

“I will see you tomorrow, bye” I said quietly, as I started to walk slowly back home; finally I made it there safely without Heather or Logan I sigh to myself as I unlock the door, turning the knob to find all the lights are off.

“Who got into my house?” I spoke to myself taking my bag off dropping it beside the door.  I turned the lights on and looked around, I felt stagnate for a moment as my eyes caught the big cake “have a great Xmas love” I spaced out staring at the cake till my phone rang and caught me out of my thoughts, I rolled my eyes as I read the ID’s name “Logan” I said as I picked up and I just heard a chuckle.  “Do you like the cake?” I heard his voice and I just felt like anger boils inside of me.

“If you were here right now I would have…”I starting talking, but before I could continue I was cut by him laughing coming up from the kitchen and I glare at him.

“Where did you get my keys? How dare you do this?” I growl at him furrowing my eyebrows looking angry.

 

“well, I had a tiny talk with Heather, and things went very well she even gave me a copy” he with an annoying chuckled between his words jiggling the keys; that made me even more angry I clenched my fist as he slouched himself against the wall.

I turned to face the annoying creature “LISTEN!” I finally spoke “Logan I don’t care about your adulation, or adoration you've been talking about the past few years, I will never fall for your stupid acts” I said quoting the “adulation and adoration” with my two index and middle fingers of my both hands. Logan rolled his eyes having another chuckle pass through his lips “I’m not lying, I have true feelings for you… now let’s blow your candles off” speaks Logan wrapping his arms swiftly around my waist and I push it away. I grit my teeth as we stood there in front of the cake he automatically gets a sly smile on his face “what are you looking at?” he asks quietly and I just take a step away from him, furrowing my eyebrows once again. I kind of had to take a deep breath, before I take the well made chocolate cake and smack it into his face, what surprised me is that he just smiled and started laughing.

“What do you see funny?” I growled feeling frustrated from his weird acts. Stomping my right foot like a nine years old kid forgetting I have turned seventeen last month I automatically forgot about the situation and remembered what happened last month on November ten.

It seemed like it was almost a tactile memory for him …

-Flash back.

It was tenth of November Antonio Fears Writer’s birthday “just another birthday to spend alone” I thought to myself as slipped my feet into the black and while slippers, I decided to head for shower first, letting the water run first; I got the clothes ready.

Walking out of the bathroom, I heard the door bell ring; I smiled to myself as I hurried toward the door. I was so happy; I ran over and opened the door.

“Heather-“I said but there was no one out there, a bouquet of red roses appeared in front of my face.

“Happy Birthday” Logan said cheerfully, I took the bouquet and smashed the roses into his face, furrowing my eyebrows.

“Frowning early in the morning eh, it’s a good day, smile!” Logan smiled and made himself home, pushing the door open and walked pass me.

“It is early in the morning, what do you want?” I asked

“Wish you a happy birthday, of course” he said and I just sighed, looking at the crashed roses in my hand, I throw it immediately and step on it with my right leg, Logan just draws a pure smile on his lips and starts stepping on the roses with me but I pushed him away leaving to my room.

“What kind of person is that?” I thought to myself noticing tears quickly draw a place itself in my eyes.  

“Men do not cry, anyway Antonio I’ll be into the car waiting for you” he says then winks at me and I just look away completely ignoring him “not coming” I say quietly not wanting to give the weird guy a second glance.

“I know you will” he chuckles walking out the door. I felt lonely at this time so I just changed into a black sweater, jumped into my black jeans glanced at my phone hoping Heather would call, but she didn't I sighed putting my black boots on I grabbed my phone and walked to his car; a sly smile was tugged on his lips.

“Men… do cry” that’s all I managed to say wrapping my arms against my chest looking out of the window.

“don’t watch the road you’ll get dizzy” spoke Logan stroking my hair with his fingers which pissed me off, I slapped his hands off me closing my eyes lightly only seeing the sun’s orange background in my closed eyes, I felt like I have fell a sleep and I guess yes, I did till it was like lunch time. Probably  

“You seemed to be tried” he spoke quietly, I rubbed my eyes sitting up

“Where are you taking me?” I asked as the car stopped I noticed we were in front of one of the best restaurants in New York. “Le Bernardin” I read the logo my eyes just sparkled, and then I shook my head no “I don’t want to get in there”.

“Aha, someone here is being intransigent” he places his hand to his hip; I laughed at the way he was behaving even though I have to admit I’m being a little childish.

“Sometimes I feel like you’re a mom” I stop as I slap his hands off his hip. “Where do you want to go then?” he asked me and that’s when I looked at my phone hoping Heather would call, he quickly snatched the cell phone out of my hand turning it off. “No cell phones, today you’re mine” he speaks in a serious tone for once in his useless life.

 

I shrugged my shoulders looking away waving to the restaurant, as he started to drive us away. Logan has hazel green eyes very light brown hair. His white skin makes him look cute at times ‘cause his cheeks turns pink quickly; his clothes are sometimes only a v neck, see through t-shirt with also v necked looking like a mini dress style cardigan, and of course skinny pants with different colors than the old blue jeans or so.

 

“I know where you want to go” he spoke at once driving the fastest he can, giving him death glares might be a simple hint that he needs to slow down a little.

“It won’t take so long, but you can rest for a little time” Logan completed talking and I just rolled my eyes giving my cell phone a tiny glance when it’s in his hand.

Finally after the long ride I open my eyes; I notice that we’re at the cemetery…

 “What’s the time?” I spoke quietly close to whispering. “Seven thirty we still have a long amazing day to go” he chuckled and I just rolled my eyes as usual.

The tension was very bright, places like these are supposed to scare you away, dead people, dark places… you know.

Surprisingly the grass was green, people took care of the grass, and the leaves were all over the floor, making a crunching sound under my feet.

Soft blows of the wind hit my cheeks, as my eyes glued on the grave in front of me, old dusty stone standing on the ground, it has been seven years but yet the name was written in the same clear black font. The place was so dead to me; I took a deep breath looking around.

“Logan why did you take me there?” I asked my eyes are still can’t get my eyes off the grave in front of me.

I felt his stronger arms wrapped around my waist placing his chin on my shoulder and sighed happily. “Secretly read your diary” he said and chuckled in the middle

I unwrapped his arms and stepped on his foot and he smile “who gave you the permission? You’re such a nosey person Logan” I spoke angrily but keeping my voice low as a respect for mother.

“I’m sorry, so tell mom what you want to say and I’ll be waiting here” he smile stroking my hair again, I turned to mom sitting down on my knees closing my eyes; looking down.

“I love you mom, today is my birthday, you’re son is seven teen now” I rubbing my thighs I opened my eyes looking at her name “you are still in my heart, I tidy my room I don’t lie anymore I've became a better person just for you mother” tears started to fall down my face and that’s when I decided to be mute, I don’t feel talking anymore.

I felt Logan’s arms wrapped around me a kiss was placed on the crown of my head. “dear, don’t upset yourself she is happy that way, and this is an irrevocable situation” his words hit me like daggers in the heart I guess.

“Are you trying to agitate me??” I finally spoke as I sniffled my nose.

“No, I’m not love” he whispered and I just went out of his grip and started to walk back to the car as I waved to mom’s grave

Logan came into the car and smile at me. I don’t know what he was thinking but he looked so weird to me, I looked at him and he just kept getting closer to me I did not know what to do, or how to push him away when he held my hands the tightest he can; I closed my eyes tight as I felt his lips pressed on mine. All I managed to do was to slap the life out of him.

I pulled my cell phone and ran out of the car

I was pulled out of my flash back by Logan brushing his fingers into my hair, the chocolate cake was still messed up on his face; I blinked twice looking at him.

“Logan … who are you?” I asked and he just wiped his filled with chocolate finger on my face then blew a kiss.

Author's Note

A/N : Okay guys, I hope you like it, umm I will be updating every Monday... so don't forget to give me a feed back p.s this is not a gay story, you'll figure out everything later on ... Enjoy.

Reviews

[RainDancer1997]

I think this is a great beginning:)! And I'm already loving the characters and their personality's:)! Great job:)!! There are cute moments and funny moments I think this will be a good novel:)

[I'mma Joker with a sad smile.]

why thank you, umm I will be updating every Monday, hope you keep up with me ^^

[I'mma Joker with a sad smile.]

Anyway there is chapter two and three are on the site ^^

[RainDancer1997]

Ill read them after school today:)

[I'mma Joker with a sad smile.]

*thumbs up* Great ^^