Chapter 62: Buttons

Logan was really pushing my buttons so far today. I would now show him how cute I truly was. I let my canines elongate then gnashed my teeth angrily at him. I was close enough to his arm I knew he must feel my breath as I exhaled. My look was defiant as I stared into his eyes. He stared back only for a second before leaning his head back and letting out a loud and obnoxious belly laugh. "Adorable", he panted out when he was done with his laughing fit.

I rolled my eyes and walked to the closet deciding I wouldn't win this particular game. It was useless to keep lashing out at this point. He already had me ready to pounce on him with frustration. I would work on my emotional control in the future.

As I opened the closet doors I looked down inventorying all the shoes. In my mind I knew I should put a pair on if I wanted to fit in and be normal while in the city. My hands fisted at my side with the thought of reaching down and even picking up a pair. Each pair looked more restricting then the last. The shoes would be tight on my feet and my ankles... I heard the clanging of chains in my memory and visibly shuttered.

I forced away the vicious memories. I was doing so well lately. My mind was becoming clearer and new memories, happy memories, were starting to form. This wouldn't hold me back. I wouldn't let my past ruin the fun day I was about to have.

My eyes travelled to take a peak at Logan who was now standing at the door. I expected to see a questioning gaze or maybe even pity, but I didn't see any of that. All I saw when I really looked at him was a gentle giant. He smiled sweetly and held out his hand for me to take.

I shut the closet doors and grabbed his hand eagerly. This one kind act redeemed him for all his earlier comments.