You're with me

Aimee's P.O.V

Logan had tried to kill me. Professor Blackwood was right. He was using me. A part of me knew I was really making any sense as Logan still had use of me if the rumors were true. But he had sent those flowers and food to me! Sarah was dead ... IN MY PLACE. Her clique of friends had carried her body out of the room onto the hallway as they awaited the school authorities arrival.

Guilt sliced through me, and tears welled in my eyes. If I hadn't given her the meal....and disposed it instead, she would still be alive. She was such a happy girl with a life ahead of her and now... was dead.

I think I was going to be sick. My stomach churned with nausea and bile was rising in my lungs. I should leave to the bathroom or something before I puke all over everyone. As the thought crossed my mind, a hand dropped ok my shoulder, startling me and when I turned my head to see who it was, I jerked back in shock.

It was Logan.

He had never come to my school.

He came to see if his work was