Chapter 7 I Hate Him!

I groaned as my brain began to tell me it was time to get up. As I began to be aware of my surroundings I realized that a pair of arms were wrapped around me. Butterflies filled my stomach as I looked over to see Logan's sleepy face. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks as he pulled me closer and let out this sexy rumble from his chest. I buried my face into his chest worried he would wake up and see my tomato-red face. Somehow things felt good just laying here in bed with him. I looked up at him just as his eyes began to flutter open making my heart pound loudly in my ears. He gave me the most adorable sleepy smile as he noticed me. His smile couldn't hide that his eyes had worry hidden in them though. I decided not to pry since I had a feeling he would tell me what it was if it was something I needed to know.

Without warning my body decided to inform my brain how bad I had to pee. I whimpered as I flung Logan's arm off of me and practically jumped out of the bed. The pain shooting up my right side. I pushed through it and managed to run to the washroom and shut the door. I swiftly made my way to the toilet, I pulled down my pants and began to relieve my bladder. Holy shit that felt so much better already. I let my head fall forward then realized something... these aren't my pants. This also isn't my shirt. That sneaky fleabag... I'm so gonna get back at him for this. I wasn't worried that he had done anything seeing as he saved me from you know... but that does mean he saw me in my underwear... What?! My face was a deep shade of scarlet by now. I finished my business then made sure to wash my hands. I walked back into the room and saw Logan laying on the bed smiling at me, that same charming smile. I raised an eyebrow and leaned on the doorway "Weird I don't remember putting on men's sweats or shirt yesterday..." I expressed loudly to myself. He blushed "Umm yeah...Sorry about that your clothes were dirty and torn plus you were sleeping. Sorry I know I should have asked. Are you upset?" he asked almost whimpering like a puppy that was in trouble. Before I could answer my side began killing me. I delicately lifted the soft fabric of the shirt. I saw a huge bruise covering the right side of my torso. In the blink of an eye, Logan was out of bed and by my side an angry growl escaping from his lips. I looked up at him his eyes turning a golden amber-like color. I placed my hand on his cheek to get him to look into my eyes "Don't worry baby I'm fine just a little sore, I promise." I said affectionately trying to soothe him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath while nuzzling my hand. When he opened his eyes again he smiled and bit his lip in a very sexy manner "Call me that again." his voice sounded lustful. This is when my villainous little mind decided to get back at him. I smirked and placed my hand on his shoulder then leaned up to his ear, and whispered "Baby...you look really sexy right now." in the most provocative and sultry voice I could muster.

I pulled back and grinned at his flustered face, then as if in the spur of the moment he leaned forward catching me off guard. I reflexively looked at his lips, they looked so soft. I heard him let out a groan and as he cupped my cheeks in his hands and crashed his lips onto mine. I kissed back. Our lips moved in sync full of passion, desire, and need. I felt light-headed but in a good way, almost like I couldn't get enough of him. His hand moved from my cheek up into my hair and the other to my waist, pulling me closer. We finally pulled apart and we were panting like animals. He rested his forehead on mine as we smiled enjoying the moment. This boy had me falling for him hard. In all honesty, I was happy we were meant to be together right? He was all mine and I was his.

We stood there for a little until a thought came back to me like a lightning bolt hitting a tree "Shit! Baby, I have to go! I left Tyson back there, I can't leave him with my dad it's not safe." I said dread filling my voice. Logan nodded "Sure angel let's go back to your place. I'll explain to Danny about your brother." he assured me as he grabbed my hand. He grabbed a shirt and a pair of keys off the nightstand. We walked outside to where a few cars were parked "Blue dodge." he told me as he slipped on the shirt. I walked over to the passenger side as he unlocked the doors. I had already climbed in and was tying my seatbelt when he got into the driver's side. He didn't bother with his seatbelt as he started the car and pulled out from the back of the mansion.

Once we got to my house I noticed that my dad's car was still there. I couldn't stop the whimper that escaped my lips I was scared, I didn't know what was going to happen but my gut told me it wouldn't end well. Logan took my hand and gave it a gentle and reassuring squeeze. I nodded and took a deep breath before hopping out of the car. I could hear yelling coming from the house my blood was boiling, then a chilling horrified scream, my blood felt like it had stopped in my veins. My eyes grew wide and I bolted into the house, a surge of adrenaline taking over me. I ran up the stairs I could still hear crying and Logan yelling from somewhere behind me. I ran to Tyson's room. I paused his door looked like it had been passed through a shredder. I was brought to by another scream and ran in.

What I saw next will haunt me forever. Tyson, little baby Ty was laying on the floor in a pool of blood, his sweet face was all bruised and swollen. A glimmer of light caught my eye. I looked over and saw my dad holding a silver knife covered in...blood. There was so much that it dripped off the blade and onto the floor. A powerful growl came up from my chest and out from my lips "You monster! He's just a child!" I shout as I begin stalking over to him. I don't care who he is anymore I'm gonna kill him. His stubborn drunk ass then began to laugh "Me the monster? look who's talking. My job was to keep good innocent families safe by killing your kind! Here I am raising one of their god damn mutts!" he yelled back. I could hear Logan growling from behind me. I stood still, the man before me was a hunter one who kills werewolves. Someone like me. I shook my head and ran over to my little brother as I yanked my shirt over my head. I tried to put pressure on his wound "Logan! Call for help then pin that asshole!" I yelled. I turned back to Ty trying to keep him awake "Tyty you gotta stay awake for me baby!" I begged as tears made their way down my cheeks.

I heard the scuffle between Logan and the hunter. Thankfully Logan quickly overpowered the drunk bastard. I began to hear a siren in the distance my hope was growing as they got closer. Tyson weakly smiled up at me "I love you, Eva..." he said his weak little voice piercing my heart, was he saying goodbye? I pulled him closed crying "Don't you dare leave me you little rugratt!" Please Ty stay with me please!" I sobbed desperately. Suddenly he was taken from my arms, I nearly lunged at the person who dared to take him away from me, then I noticed the paramedic's uniform. I turned my head to see police officers taking my dad into custody. I felt my entire body shake as I started weeping, then I was scooped up into a pair of arms. I looked up to see a paramedic "Hey sweetheart we're gonna have to take a look at your side you have a pretty nasty bruise. Can you tell me how you got it?" he asked eyeing Logan suspiciously which in return made Logan glare at him. I winced from the pain that I was now reminded of "My dad beat me up a couple of days ago. My ma- boyfriend found me outside and took care of me. I heard a crack when he threw me down the stairs that night, and my ribs hurt really bad." I was done talking to him. Logan came over and took me out of his arms still intensely glaring.

I hid my face in the crook of his neck "Angel you should go with him to the hospital. I'll pack your things and meet you there." he told me gently. I nodded he was right I should go. Logan placed me down by the ambulance then gave me his shirt. I started blushing as I realized why he was glaring at the paramedic, I had no shirt on... When was this going to stop happening? I hurriedly put his shirt on and gave him a loving kiss before climbing into the back of the ambulance. I waved goodbye as the doors were shut and we headed off to the hospital.