I Trust you

"The back of my hand
The back of my hand
I thought I knew you
Like the back of my hand."

*April's POV*

I was on my way out of the MCC when I heard a voice call out to me.

I turned around and saw James jogging towards me. I looked at the door and contemplated making a run for it but decided against it reluctantly turning to face him.

"Hey." I said quietly looking down at my feet.

"Hey." He repeated "Can I give you a ride?"

"I was gonna get a lift from Tyler and Phil."

"I'm heading over to their place now." He said before whispering "Besides I think we need to talk."

"Fine." I sighed trudging out of the building towards James's car in the parking lot.

***
The car ride home was silent as I stared out the window refusing to look at James.

I was angry.

Suprisingly not at him but...with myself. I was angry that I let myself get so close, but more than anything I was angry that I liked the kiss.

I should have hated it, I should have hated James. Instead I found myself reliving how right it felt.

I was woken from my trance by James who had cleared his throat.

"Did you hear anything I said." He asked as I shook my head.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you I was way out of line."

"It's okay." I said quietly

"No it's not." He said sharply as I turned to look at him meeting his eyes for the first time since we had gotten in the car. "I could tell by your face in the hotel room that it wasn't and I want you to know that I'm sincerly sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."

"I believe you." I said

"Do you hate me?" He asked sadly as I shook my head smiling at him.

"I don't hate you, but I do forgive you."

"Thank god." He said pulling me in for a hug as I laughed quietly hugging him back.

***

When I walked into the apartment Logan was standing in the living room with his arms across his chest.

"Hey" I said making my way into the bedroom unaware that he had followed me.

I glanced at the doorway only to see Logan standing there with his arms still crossed.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"I don't know you tell me." He said speaking for the first time.

"I'm sorry?" I asked turning around to face him.

"What were you doing...with him" He asked me.

"What are you talking about."

"You know exactly what I'm talking about April why were you with James."

"We were just talking."

"About what?" He asked and I just couldn't keep it in any longer the guilt was eating me alive.

"There's something I need to tell you." I started my hands already claming up. "Keep in mind this happened a couple days ago, that doesn't make it better but..."

"We kissed." I said finally.

"What?" Logan said as he stood up straighter narrowing his eyes at me.

"I didn't kiss him!" I said quickly "He kissed me but I pushed him off as soon as I realized what was happening!"

"Is that supposed to fucking make me feel better?!" He shouted.

"I'm sorry!" I shouted back.

"How long has this been going on?"

"How long has what been going on?" I asked confused.

"Will you stop fucking lying to me April! Goddammit I see how you are with him and I need you to tell me how long you've been fucking around with him for!" He shouted making me flinch.

"Logan you have to believe me when I say that there is nothing going on between the two of us."

"Oh yeah like when you told me I had nothing to worry about?" He spat shaking his head pacing around the room.

"Please calm down." I pleaded.

"How the fuck do you expect me to calm down?!"

"Stop fucking yelling at me!" I shouted back exasperated. "That's all you've been doing since we got here! Telling me what to do, what job I can and can't take who I can and can't be friends with! You don't fucking own me Logan! I can do whatever I want."

"Excuse me?" He whispered walking towards me until I was backed up against a wall.

I knew what I was about to do was dangerous considering the way Logan had been acting lately, but I stood my ground.

"I can do whatever I fucking want." I repeated daring to look him in the eyes.

And then Logan did something I never thought possible. He hit me. Right in the face knocking me to the ground.

I sat up holding my throbbing jaw. I tried desperatley to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill.

I looked up at Logan who was staring at me with wide eyes. He looked at his hand in horror as though he couldn't believe what he had just done.

"Who are you?" I whispered my voice shaking.

"Baby I'm so sorry." He apologized moving towards me.

"No! Don't touch me." I hissed.

His eyes went dark as he picked me up off the ground slamming me against the wall.

I started at him and realization hit me. This wasn't Logan. This wasn't the man I fell in love with three years ago. This was someone else.

"I'm gonna teach you a lesson." He whispered in my ear trailing his hand up my shirt.

"Fuck you!" I growled kneeing him in the gut before getting out of the bedroom.

I made it as far as the front door before my leg was pulled out from under me making me fall painfully to the floor.

When I rolled onto my back He was standing over me with a knife.

Just as he raised his hand I kicked him causing the knife to fall out of his hands but he was quick to retrieve it.

He hauled me off the floor and threw me on the couch ripping my shirt open sending buttons flying and in the process cutting my arm with the knife causing me to cry out in pain.

Logan clamped a hand over my mouth to shut me up so I bit him. Hard.

"Crap!" He exclaimed grasping his bleeding hand. I took advantage of his distraction using all the energy I had left and pushed him off of me and crashing into the glass table beside us, but pulling me down with him.

I winced in pain as the shards of glass pealed into my skin. Somewhere in all the mess Logan had found the knife and raised it over his head.

I closed my eyes preparing for the blow but it never came.

Notes

Oohh Cliff hanger ;)
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