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Logan Marie Schuyler:: The Rebel Jock:: BarlowsHallowCharacter:: 19:: Psych Major:: Ameture Soccer Player:: Lesbian:: North End Resident::  "Look up here man, I'm in Danger...I've got nothing left to lose."

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The fox and the Hound.ll Ashling & Logan

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She’d roll her eyes slightly, but there’d still be a smile on her face. Walking towards the female she’d reach up on her tip toes and flick her forehead lightly with a pout on her face. “ You really love teasing me don’t you? I’ll return the favour soon enough just wait.” Walking around her she’d have her hands buried in the waistband of her leggings, It was beginning to grow dark. The light quickly fading from the sky above them. She wondered how long they had been out here for, for what was probably not the first time today. The redhead was beginning to feel the effects of the cold evening air on her bare skin.

Looking back towards the taller girl, Ashling saw her window of opportunity. Slinking towards her, the petite female would wrap her arms around the younger girls waist, and look up at her with such innocence in her eyes, you’d think she was a new born. “Maybe you should push my limits and see just how tired I can get hm?” Her cold palms would lip up the girls torn shirt and lay flat on her back. Although the action seemed sexual, it was merely the need for the older girl to warm her hands up, and get her revenge. Killing two birds with one stone. Looking at her companion with an interested expression on her face, the green eyed female would wait for her reaction. She was trying something completely new to her. Patience, it made her think about how she was already adapting herself to be able to take the difficult brunette on head first. 

 She remembered the way that she had been watched as she moved across the clearing. The thoughts that seemed to swirl around her, things definitely weren’t going to be easy in a relationship such as theirs. There’d have to be a lot of compromise between the two. Ashling flinched slightly at the tone of Logan’s voice, there wasn’t fear in it. It was shame, strange she never felt Shane for many of her actions. Walking towards the truck she’d throw the door open.“it’s not my fault. I just tend to go off food on some days ” the words would be mumbled but audible, a pout across the girls fresh face. Giving her a side long glance she’d hoist herself into the seat. “ Really. I’m not sure I said it was a date” a matching smile would dance across her lips and she’d wait for the car to start. If this was how things were going to be, perhaps she wouldn’t give up so easily this time.

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  As Ashling approached her Logan’s smirk faded to a lighter smile until the shorter girl reached up and flicked her forehead, her brows furrowed as she stepped closer, bringing them almost chest to chest. Her eyes were distant, but fond as they searched the redhead’s face, “I enjoy teasing you greatly, mostly because I hope you will return the favors later,” she smarted with a playful wink. She stood still letting Ashling move around her, Logan’s light brown eyes searched the woods that were once behind where Ashling stood, it was darkening, but she hadn’t noticed it until the moment she was no longer focused on the girl before her. To herself she bit her lip before she turned to follow the girl to her truck. 

  As Logan turned she left Ashling’s arms move around her waist, it gave her chills as she leaned into the hold some, her own hands falling against Ashling’s sides. Logan shivered some feeling Ashling’s cold hands press against her back the shiver cause a dark grin as Logan arched her brow to the girl and tilted her head some, “Round two already?” her voice purred as her dark eyes flicked across Ashling’s lighter hues. As the stood there looking at each other Logan felt a pull and allowing that pull to take her she leaned down and placed a intentional kiss against Ashling’s jawline, lingering for a moment before pulling back to whisper in her ear, “You will be pushed to your limits soon enough. I’m still trying to see just what you are into.” Logan answered with a look in her eyes, the brunette backed up some heading to the car.

 As she waited for Ashling to get in Logan looked to her,giving the redhead that stern look she often got when not convinced of someones words, “Well, with me you wont be doing that to yourself, you have an amazing body and you shouldn’t feel the need to not eat. Not saying that’s why you don’t eat, but if it is, its a stupid reason, you have the body of a Greek Goddess.” Logan smirked over at her once she was finally in the car. At that point she turned the key over and The Beast roared to life. To Ashling’s words Logan side eyed her and arched brow, it was clear she was teasing at this point, “I was just makin’ sure you didn’t think anything of it.” she commented with her smirk forming more into a grin. In honesty Logan had a strange feeling inside that this would end up as a date one way or another. “So where to then, were do you wanna eat?”

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The fox and the Hound.ll Ashling & Logan

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The redhead was entranced. This was so much more different than anything that she had experienced with the brunette who was touching her in such a gentle way, it fazed her, and the devilish gin on her face wasn’t doing anything for her nerves either. “Of course I want you to be sure. I mean.” She’d scramble for words and her eyes would dart about, her eyes would scrunch up and she’d frown slightly, her bottom lip sticking out. This was such a childlike expression on the females face, it made her appear much younger than she was, as many things did when it came to the features on the petite female.

Her heart was beating in an scattered pattern. She’d lower her voice St their proximity. “Further down the line.” Thoughts of there being a future, something that the redhead had always denied herself from thinking. There were very few things that really shook her to the core. Herself, the past and others. People scared Ashling. Not because she couldn’t handle them, that they’d get too close to her, and run as soon as they saw what lay beneath the façade that had been wavering ever since she had arrived in this God forsaken town. “What is it about me Logan. Because I’d love to know.” She’d let out a short sigh, she felt the exact same when it came to the taller female before her. Something strange that in all honest she could explain if she wanted to. It was simply a pull.

The memory pushed itself to the forefront of Ashlings mind again, but this time she tried to shake it off. Thoughts like this weren’t for moments with Logan. This is what always seemed to happen. Those memories would latch themselves onto her mind and suddenly she’d be scared. So scared that she’d run away, then the warmth of Logan’s fingers lacing there way through hers brought the redhead out of her trace like state. Her eyes followed the path and she blinked. The older girl felt weak. Not physically. Mentally, and for once it wasn’t the type of weakness that made her despise herself. It was one that she welcomed with open arms. A warmth spread through her, and she listened to the younger female talk, her eyes still glued on their intertwined hands. “Well then I’m honoured to be able to handle you.” She’d smile slightly, and the feeling of hot air against her ear would have her eyes trailing back up the caramel coloured eyes. “Maybe we should start on the teaching.” Logan’s lips met her cheek, and she could feel the weight of it. It was a promise, and she intended for the girl to keep it fully.

She was cold again, her hands went across her chest and she’d roll her luminous eyes. “I think I’ve had more than enough exercise don’t you think” a smirk would come onto her full pink lips before she’d turn and walk a couple of steps around the clearing. “You can drive me home? I should eat anyway. It’s been three days.” gnawing on her bottom lip she’d look towards the truck. “Or what do you have in mind?”

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 A brief smile graced the taller girl’s lips as quirked a brow, “That’s what I thought.” she said in a tone that showed, she was still taunting lightly. Once her boots had been pulled on she moved closer to the girl, not bothering to lace the fully, which only added to her appeal. She avoided the subject of what it was about Ashling that had her so drawn in, but she did it tactfully for pointing out the things that Ashling did and said that made Logan tick in the right ways also meant allowing those things to lay claim to her. Instead she laughed softly and gave the older girl a look that showed she agreed. “Don’t tell me you tire that easily.” she teased as her eyes narrowed darkly.

 In that moment, while Ashling moved about the clearing Logan’s eyes only followed her, her thoughts raced despite how calm her face appeared, and how focused it was on the girl who had her entirely captivated at this point, though she wasn’t going to admit that to her, at least not yet. That didn’t mean it wasn’t obvious, the fact Logan kept finding herself in Ashling’s arms willing was the only sign needed. Logan was the kind of girl who rarely asked names, that was clear from their start. As the last few words broke Logan’s thoughts she re-centered her gaze on Ashling, “You haven’t eaten in three days?” That was all she needed to hear, she motioned to her truck before looking to Ashling, “Come on, let’s go eat then.”  As she moved to open the door and climb in she stopped and eyed Ashling, “This isn’t a, date.” she spoke but a smirk formed to her lips to show she was being light with it. 

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Myles crossed his arms over his chest and nodded his head, “That’s for damn sure,” he replied. A part of him knew that he shouldn’t be talking about his annoyance with his sister so freely, but even Ella knew his feelings towards her and she felt the same way about him. They had a mutual hatred for one another.

He let out a laugh at Logan’s words, “Oh no. I don’t doubt that you would do more. Making out is just an initial thing,” he said, his laughter only growing when she went on. He raised an eyebrow at the brunette a few feet away from him, “Well then…someone certainly has pride in their skills.” Myles uncrossed his arms and looked at Logan, glad their conversation had actually become a normal one. It wasn’t often that he got to act like who he really was or that his laughter was genuine.

“Ninety percent of the assholes that come to this place,” he started to say, grabbing the tank top she nodded towards before he started to wipe the dirt and grass off of his hands. “You probably know some of them…but I think it would save us both the time if I didn’t go through the entire list,’ he said, placing the tank top back where he grabbed it from when he at least got a decent amount of the dirt off.

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 Logan let out a half laugh at his words, nodding her head, “At least you can take evasive action, I am working so I can only really just tolerate them.” she shrugged while her focus was on what she was doing to the cart. She lifted her head and arched her brow hearing him say that he would rather not go through the entire list, “I’m not expecting you to,” she smarted with a grin. Logan let her focus keep her silent for some time, she wasn’t the person to fill the silence with conversation when there wasn’t something to touch on, until she finished her job.

As she moved around the front of the cart she watched him for a moment, “So how long are you avoiding people for?” she asked as she leaned into the cart and turned it over it clicked for a second then started and she smiled, letting it run for a moment as she lowered it off the lift. “I’m off soon, maybe we can avoid people together?” she shrugged, wiping her hands on the tank top as well, “Or I can go and you can sit here trying to dodge people.” she smirked tossing the tank top over he shoulder and she began placing tools back into the tool box. 

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The fox and the Hound.ll Ashling & Logan

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She’d smile listening to the females words, the question behind the question, riddles were always involved when it was with Logan, but they were the type you wanted to uncover because you had a good feeling about them. “Really, what would you say we were if not stuck together?” Her lips would give a genuine smile, and her eyes would light up slightly at the sound of the brunettes voice. She had just told her, the smallest clip of herself and given it to her, yet she had stood, and listened, and was still here. Not being treated any differently, or pushed for any more answers. Which Ashling was sure would come with time. Time, but did they have time, something so unpredictable and never on anybodies side. Looking up into the molten gold orbs that were planted in the younger girls face, she forgot about everything. Just for a moment. 

There was still a tension, she still saw the way that she influenced the other female by the way her eyes flickered to her lips as soon as she smiled. The surprise could be clearly seen in the way that the girls stature went rigid, and as Ashling turned her back, she felt a slight anticipation bubbling in her stomach, taking deep breaths the redhead calmed her nerves. The feeling of her eyes drilling into her back with each step she took. The words hung around the air, it was almost strange how off hand she said such a thing, perhaps her fortunes had been better than Ashlings. As the female continue to speak she understood, pulling on leggings they’d mold to her like a second skin. Her back was still to the other girl, and didn’t see her as she moved, her mind was elsewhere and she wondered about the smallest and most trivial things. 

The hand around her waist, had the older girl panicked for a moment, a flash and a memory of a girl holding onto a banister as she was being pulled back, and then it was gone, although she was stiff now,she knew she was safe. Her back up against the lean body, which she had become incredibly accustomed to, that only belonged to Logan. The feeling of lips on her shoulder had her eyes fluttering closed. “Are you really sure about that though.” Her eyes opened and her jade green eyes focused on the girl out of the corner of her eye.

This was something different, the sound of honesty leaking from Logan’s lips. A soft chuckle left her lips. “I think you’ve warned me more than enough times.” her lips curled into a sadder smile. “We can learn can’t we. Even monsters learn how to be beautiful sometimes, rare, but possible. I can take the ugly. It’s the beauty that scares me” As she uttered the last words her eyes flicked across Logans face.There was something strange in her voice, it was hope. Hope that maybe things wouldn’t fuck themselves up this time. Hope that the ugly would cease to exist at some point. Hope that maybe this time she would be able to be happy. Then again, hope is a very poisonous thing.

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 Logan felt the stiffing in Ashling when she pulled her back, she knew it was a reaction to whatever her past held, as gentle as she made the action she still didn't pull away feeling the girl tense. She held her closer her chin remained on her shoulder as she touched back on Ashling’s question before, “I don’t feel stuck is all.” she answered, her focus was intense as she gazed up at the girl from her shoulder, it was one of the few times Logan’s gaze was lower than Ashling’s, yet it made the redhead shine in a different light as the Brunette studied her face. 

 When she was questioned Logan narrowed her eyes, “I don’t say things I am not sure of.” Her gaze was there to meet Ashling’s once she opened her eyes again. The look in her eyes was irritable but serious, “Unless you don’t want me to be sure of it.” she countered in a devious way, a grin forming to her lips to show it was simply a taunt. The grin faded to a softer smile hearing the soft chuckle leave her lips. Logan resisted the urge to kiss her then and kept her eyes focused on the greenish colored hues that looked back at her. 

 Logan lifted her head from Ashling’s shoulder, only to bring them eye to eye as the words left the redhead’s lips, “Maybe.” she spoke, letting her eyes drift elsewhere for a moment. As if she were processing it before turning to speak, locking eyes with the girl in her arms once more. “Something about you..” she started, her eyes focused, and the look in them could have brought anyone weaker to their knees. It was serious, and holding something behind it that hand’t crossed the brunette face in a while, “I feel like, if there is a chance I could learn this, you could be the person to handle what may come down the road...” She wasn’t exactly sure what this she was talking about, but her heart pounded in that way that caused your vision to tunnel. 

 She hugged her arms around the shorter girl in a way that was unlike how their bodies usually came together, it was rough, but there was still the possessive power behind it. She moved her hand from the girls waist, traveling it up the length of her side and down her arm until her slender fingers reached Ashling’s palm. Logan’s eyes followed her hands path as her finger pushed Ashling’s finger open, causing them to splay out across Logan’s hand. Their palms lined up perfectly, and for a moment she left their hands stay pressed against one another, her gaze focused. “ We can teach each other, if you can handle me, which,” she paused for a moment only to move her fingers slighter so she could interlace them with Ashling’s. “You are so far, and that’s something very few people can do.” She looked to the side of Ashling’s face and leaned in towards her ear, pressing her lips against her ear but only enough to make it noticeable her lips were dangerous close, “I think we can teach each other many things, beautiful and ugly.” She moved and kissed the girls cheek, it wasn’t rushed, Logan intentionally took the time to make it own she did the action by will, and that it was a conscious effort. 

After a moment she pulled away from the redhead and moved towards the truck, “Soo, now what?” she asked, turning on her heel and leaning against the hood to place her boots back on. “Were you done with your run before..” she let her voice trail off as she grinned over to the redhead.

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“Pretty accurate.”

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This kinda love had me so blind blind blind Got tired of putting up with the lies lies lies Man I wouldn't want it any other way Got them boys girls on the way to save the day So get on up nigga This a way Diddy diddy daddy diddy daddy day See Heavy heart so you can't sleep at night May gun shots be ya lullaby

Yaoo Don't wanna here your voice don't call my line It's over for you like black on white crime So get on up nigga So get on up nigga Get on up nigga So get on up nigga Yaaaaoooo

Talk to the cops x the jury Yea Talk to the cops x the jury

The story goes a goes a lil some like this so I thought I met my future in dis late night disco I never knew that he would stoop so low That nigga left me for a two cent hoe Like where you at homie Where you at tho Where da stash Where they Where they do that at tho Yaaoooo I still aint listen stayed and played my position He out here doin dirt while I'm home doin the dishes See This kinda love had me so blind blind blind Got tired of putting up with the lies lies lies Man I wouldn't want it any other way Got them boys on the way to save the day So get on up nigga This a way Diddy diddy daddy diddy daddy day See Heavy heart so you can't sleep at night May gun shots be ya lullaby

Get on up nigga Get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea Get on up nigga Get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea Tell it to the Cops x The Jury Yea Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea

Ruddaboy Ruddaboy Ruddaboy Ruddaboy Da da da da da day Can't take back what you've done man the damage is done Nothing else you can do or can say If you don't know by now hoe you goin learn today Like paparazzi get the fuck up out my face See This kinda love had me so blind blind blind Got tired of putting up with the lies lies lies Man I wouldn't want it any other way Got them boyz on the way to save the day So get on up nigga This a way Diddy diddy daddy diddy daddy day See Don't wanna here your voice don't call my line It's over for you like black on white crime So get on up nigga Get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea Get on up nigga Get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea

I see you rollin round here like you dat nigga But you fuckin wit a lil Haiti killah Yaoooo Heavy heart so you can sleep at night May gun shots be ya lullaby

Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea

Don't wanna here your voice don't call my line It's over for you like black on white crime So get on up nigga So get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x the Jury

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“Only people with something to lose are scared of things..”

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You look like a Day. The words made the teen smile; the comparison between herself and  her previous bright, giggly attitude. She understood, but that was not her anymore. The smile gracing her face slowly faded, and Day let out a deep sigh before beginning to pick at the grass. “I um… I came to see my parents.” Day answered, brushing stray golden strands from her face. “They lunch here quite a lot so.. I thought they’d be here…” The teen’s words began to stray, her smile now completely absent from her face.

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 Logan noticed how the smiled faded and it caused her to form her own lips into a pressed line. It was a tale tell sign someone was being affected by something more than what they had led onto. Logan chewed the inside of her lip, and squinted her eyes some while trying to avoid the blinding sun that was high above them. “I see,” was all she said, she nodded some, it was the kind of nod someone gave when they could see the person clearly didn’t want to speak about whatever was the reason her smile seemed to fade. Despite Logan not speaking, it was clear she could sense the tension the girl was holding in herself, or the release of whatever kept her looking radiant. Logan could see something weighed on her mind but instead of digging for it she stood up, “Can you not find them or what?” she asked a bit abruptly as she glanced over her shoulder, as if to look for areas of crowds.

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~Normal Day in the Woods~

Typical day in Barlows Hallow. It was cloudy, the sun faded in and out  as the clouds passed by as if they were cars rushing through traffic. It was a perfect day to skip classes all day because your parents would get you out of trouble… again. Robert found himself wandering around the forest with the pack of smokes in his back pocket he stole earlier this morning from his dads secret stash in his office. He pulled one out and put it in his mouth. He stopped for a second to stare at the pack of cigarette. 

He was hesitant. He could possibly die if he began to smoke. He looked up and chuckled to himself.

“Haha Ill die from cigarettes. What a load of shit. My dads been smoking since I can remember. What the fuck am i thinking?”

He thought of his sub conscious thought as a joke. He doesn’t care about anything or anyone. He just wants to go back to where he came from. That’s all he knows. Just tough out this school year to leave. Or at least that is what he had planned. 

He placed the cigarette back in his mouth and pulled out the lighter from his back pocket. He created a windshield with his hand so that he could light the cigarette easier. He started to breath in so that the flame would catch the end of the stoogie. The smoke hitting his mouth as he put the lighter and pack of smokes in his back pocket. The smoke entered his mouth then his lungs only to exhale the toxic smoke that would grab a hold of its user after having only one taste of what it has to offer. He closed his eyes and felt the nicotine coursing through his veins making him feel alive. But it wasn’t good enough. Nothing was ever good enough for Robert. He always wanted more which would lead to him often getting in trouble or getting severely hurt. He smoked the rest of his cigarette and threw the butt into the dirt on the path he was on. He stepped on it to make sure a fire wouldn’t start. 

He began walking and just wandering through what seemed to be a never ending forest. As he walked through the forest he heard someone coming from behind him. He began running toward the noise. He noticed it came for a person, probably someone who lived in the North side of Barlows because that was where it was located. He saw the stranger walking across the pathway. He then jumped in front of them and said,

“Who the fuck are you?”

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Logan only ever really entered the woods to romp through the cover of tall trees and deep woods. Her truck was specifically design to be abused by her, and even it could hardly handle her extreme needs. The front left shock had blown after she landed hard when clear a drop off from one self made trail to another. The trees were dense, but she grew up driving through these very woods with her father in similar situations yet she hadn’t expected the truck to land so heavily from the drop. “Fuckk.” she hit the steering wheel and pushed open the driver side door. 

 She walked a few about a mile up the path before she slowed to a stop, she could hear something, rustling in the shrubs about her as she turned somewhat, looking over her shoulder with a readied expression. Her brow arched slightly as she slowly began to walk again, taking that first step just to have a boy jump out from nowhere in front of her. In reaction she extended her arms and pushed the boy hard, backing up in the process as she looked ready to fight. “Are you fucking nuts.” She shouted at him with a scowl forming to her lips. “I should kick your ass, you should know better than to fucking jump out at someone walking around int he woods bro.” Logan stood taller and glared across at the male.

 “I should ask you the same fucking thing..” If there was one person in this town you didn’t drop in on, it was the brunette before him. She crossed her arms somewhat and studied his expression and body language. She hadn’t seen him around before, or had she, people’s faces were becoming harder to place.

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“You seem like you’ve been doing this quite some time. The rebuild you did on the suspension system is really good.”

Owens was a car man. From a young age he worked on cars with his uncle who he worked for after his release from prison. His whole childhood was in that shop and he learned everything he knows about cars and the mechanisms within it was from his uncle and his own tinkering. Owens was a man of trail and error. If something didn’t work he scrapped the idea and started to create a new one. He lived his whole life around this idea of trail and error and if you come out with an error it is a lesson to be learned and be considered when you write up a new plan.

He heard Logan’s tone of voice changed as she talked about her Bronco which was a beast of a truck. It was he pride and love. He saw from his glance he took back toward Logan and saw her face light up. He knew she put her blood, sweat and tears into that truck. Principal Owens also believed a personas favorite car tells them something about themselves. Principal Owens loved the car manufacturer Bentley as they were clean and sleek. A bronco was more of the off road truck. It could be because the person enjoys the thrill or is rugged at the core.

He thought about asking Logan who she learned from but then decided based on previous meeting with her he better leave that alone till a later time. He then reattached the caliper to the rotor where the wheel attaches. After attaching the caliper he stood up and turned around to Logan with a smile on his face and said, “Well can I go ahead and start it to see if we are good to go?”

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 Logan nodded to his words looking up at him some, “I have been.” she said with a sense of pride, like she had in all things she did or was known for. “And I know I did.” she stated offhandedly as if she didn’t need his appraisal to know that she knew what she was doing. Logan learned from the best in her eyes, her father was tough on her, but Logan grew into a tough person because of it. She was as close to a son as he would get and that was good enough for him, he taught her how to be self reliant and independent so she wouldn’t have to feel like she needed someone, that shined boldly in the young girl.

 As he reattached the caliper Logan shrugged her shoulder apathetically, “I mean we can start it, if it blows up and kills me just know my Uncle is a cop.” She taunted, though she had no intentions of allowing Nathan to fight her battles for her more than he already had to while she was younger. Logan got the key and turned the ignition over. it chugged for a bit before starting finally and Logan smirked some.

  “I’ll be damned Owens, maybe you are not some drunk after all.” she taunted before shutting the golf cart off. “So, I have more carts to get to, what are you gonna do?” she looked up to him and arched a brow, “Unless you just find hanging around students to be more fun than you let on.” she pressed with a smart smile upon her lips. “What about you, most guys come over here and just watch me work, they don’t seem to know what else to do. You a mechanic in a past life?” she asked with a tilt in her head, though it was subtle.

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She’s give her a smile as the younger female spoke. Her now erect posture and the way that her body tensed under touch. Her eyes followed each reaction. Each flicker of her jaw, the very breath that the female drew. The way that her eyes drew away from her for what could’ve possibly been the first time since they met. As the taller girl spoke Ashlings heart began to pick up speed, but she didn’t speak. For once the redhead gave her whole undivided attention to somebody else. Though the words were soft there was a sense that their relationship was built on something else. Pain. It was built on the pain that they inflicted on one another. It was clear in the way that the other girl surrendered her neck to Ashling, the way that they threw one another around. The possessive touches, clutching biting.

Her hand slid down and dropped to her side. As the girl moved away from her the wind suddenly rushed through the trees. Ashling continued to listen as she spoke, she watched the motions as the female scrambled for her clothing, pulling it on, almost avoiding her. Walking forward the shorter female would wrap her hand around Logan’s wrist. Looking up at her, the petite girl would attempt to stop the other female from succrying around. At the mention of her scars Ashling forced her eyes closed. There was no way she could get about this, it was either talk or forget, and forgetting all that had happended. Her eyes flickered opn, across the girls body only to rest on her face. It wasn’t an option.

“I’m adopted by Lynn and Brian when I was two. I’ve never know my real parents and I never want to. By the time I was nine I had got half of these scars.” She’d trace her cuts and bruises silently before turning and looking at Logan. “For whatever reason I’m telling you this. K don’t really know why. I don’t know if you’ll ever hear the full story, but that’s my problem. I am somebody who nobody should know. There’s something that is seriously wrong with me, and I’m sorry but we’ve already fallen down this rabbit hole and I guess we’re stuck together.” She’d say each word and take a step until she now stood in front of younger girl. “I don’t care what you get off on. I don’t care what you’ve done wrong, and no this is not some kind of disgusting display of affection.” Her lips would curl into a sour smile. “I don’t exactly know what it is. All I know is that there’s something about you, that for whatever reason has me going mad. And to be honest nog many people can do that. So for the last time Logan. You can warn me as much as you like but I’m not going anywhere. Not for a long time at least. You’re stuck with me now.” Smirking, she’d reach up on her toes and place a chaste kiss on the brunettes cheek, before turning and looking to gather her own clothes.

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  Logan was pulled back by her wrist, it turned her from grabbing her shirt and forced her to face the eyes she was trying hard to avoid. With a guarded look Logan’s gaze drifted up, connecting with Ashling’s eyes finally. What happened next Logan hadn’t expected, when Ashling closed her eyes Logan’s hand and forearm tensed, preparing for something similar to the first time she had drawn attention to the subject. Instead Ashling began speaking, and the tension in Logan seemed to fade with her words, the guarded look in her eyes eased into a fond expression that was also a form of curiosity. The brunette dropped her eyes as Ashling touched over her scars. Her head tilted thoughtfully as she watched the older girl. The way she spoke of herself was distant and accepting, almost the same way Logan spoke of herself. They were two people born out of the suffering they faced at the hands of others. That realization clicked behind the brunette’s eyes as she lifted her head hearing the words that left the girl’s mouth.

 Logan didn’t moved, with every step the redhead took she could feel her fingertips begin to tremble enough for it to be felt through her wrist in the shorter girl’s grasp. As they stood face to face Logan found it hard to breath, but her face remained stern though there was some under tones of tenderness behind it.. As Ashling mentioned them already falling down the rabbit hole she smirked had arched a brow as if agreeing in her own silent way. She knew this was going to be something dangerous, and part of that was what was so compelling about it. Ashling accented parts of Logan that very few people could, and the way she remained to headstrong, it was working in her favor with the  younger girl. She let a smirk pull to the corner of her lips, “We’re stuck together..” she commented in a offhanded way, it could have been a question however the tone had now questioning behind it. Her gaze broke for a moment only to reconnect as that famous smirk formed to a devious smile.  “I wouldn’t say stuck.” 

 When that sour smile formed to the girls lips Logan let her caramel hues fall upon them. It cause her to inhale deeply, the urge to kiss her was strong in that moment yet Logan held back. Her body withheld the internal screaming that was really going on inside the taller girl. She almost gave into the need but was met with a quick kiss against her cheek. It caused Logan to freeze completely, her eyes followed Ashling while she walked away and began gathering her own clothes, for a moment she just sat there watching the girl’s back deep in thought. “I’m adopted too,” she started, while bending over to pick up her shirt. “Well, by my Uncle, not someone outside my family...” she finished after pulling it on. She looked back over her shoulder at Ash before turning and moving towards her carefully.

 Logan closed the distance between them in two carefully placed steps and reached out, moving her hands around Ashling’s waist. As Logan pulled the shorted girl carefully into her she placed her lips carefully against her shoulder, kissing it for a moment as she thought of how to word what she wanted to say, “I want to know you.” the taller girl murmured against her skin softly before placing her chin against the other’s shoulder. She kept her hold loose but firm enough that it was almost possessive, with soft brown eyes Logan focused on the girl’s face, “Anything you want to tell me, I want to know.” she spoke honestly, “which is something I honestly don’t want from many people.  But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” she kept her gaze on Ashling, “Whatever this is, it wont be easy, it will be ugly, and beautiful at times, but mostly ugly..People who have never been shown compassion, don’t know how to give it.” her words were carefully spoken as her eyes stayed on the girl’s face, reading how she took her words.

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 There was still a sense of focus on the brunette’s face as she coaxed the girl pressed against her to release. Her eyes followed the motions of her body up to her eyes until the moment when Ashling’s body tensed and she moaned out in her ear. The muscles in her stomach tightened and shivers ran down her spine at the feeling of the girls body giving against hers fully. As the moment subsided Logan’s slowed her own breathing, she didn’t need to be touched to get her own form of release through seeing how she affected the redhead that laid heavily against her and the truck. 

  Logan removed her hand from between their bodies and placed it against the side of Ashling’s body, her other hand rested against the side of the truck door, her body mostly being what kept them still up against the truck. It wasn’t until Ashling moved that Logan backed up some to let her down off the side of the truck. She didn’t speak, she simply watched the girl, there was something different about her now, but Logan couldn’t place it yet, or she chose to attempt to ignore it blatantly. Logan reached out, catching Ashling as she tried to find her footing, closing the small space they put between themselves.

 That famous smirk formed to her lip, but there was something else within it, it was lighter than the taunting look she usually held in her eyes. She laughed, but the sound didn’t break past the smirk like smile on her face. Her eyes narrowed playfully hearing Ash mention crossing what they had just done off her bucket list. Logan only looked over the truck behind them and then looked back to the redhead, she didn’t comment due to the fact it hadn’t been her first time doing something like that. The smirk on her face only grew as she lifted her brows some, “It was definitely something I will be having trouble not seeing when I go to open that door now, which I don’t mind in the slightest” her voice was soft and almost distant, though it was in a thoughtful way.

 When Ashling’s hand moved over Logan’s body it caused her to stand taller. When her hand connected with Logan’s face she tensed and stared into the girl’s lighter eyes. The taller girl listened to her words, it showed in how she focused on her lips entirely. Her jaw flexed under Ashling’s palm as her eyes flickered over the girl’s face, she saw everything through her eyes in that moment. It caused the brunette to break their stare for a moment, “I’m the kind of person you regret finding things out about..” she answered honestly. Her dark eyes found their way back to the eyes she had started to memorize fully, her gaze studied the girl’s face ass she seemed to offer her neck up to the feeling of Ashling’s nails running down it, like she accepted the roughness between them fully. 

 “I’m not someone you want to know..” she backed away from the girl. Logan’s stomach turned as she did so, it was an action she had to force herself to do. “I get off on being used by people, and the thrown away...” she spoke as she looked on the ground for her clothing, picking up her jeans and pulling them on as she spoke further. “I’m really not someone you want to go down this rabbit hole with..You won’t get burned by the wild fire, you will drown in the ocean..” She stopped moving and looked to Ashling, despite the warnings Logan didn’t want the girl to stop, there was something inside of Logan that felt, however small that feel was, she knew it was there, and she attempted to deny it entirely. In a brief moment of giving Logan looked down at her hands, “I don’t want to be one of those people who scars you.” she spoke in a slow deliberate way as she looked over to Ashling, seeing the scars she intentionally avoided before her eyes met with the girl’s once more. This was all coming from a place Logan rarely ventured into, even though she was fighting it tooth and nail.

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