Drama

Logan was never the kind of man to use a woman; he was always considerate and romantic, even though his personality said otherwise. I would say he was a perfect man in his own way. But that wasn't his style. After we slept together, he disappeared, leaving me lost. I had accepted him just the way he was, but he vanished. A long month passed without any news from the man who had left me with more questions than answers. God, why did he do this?

I sighed, seeing the clock marking 6:03 in the evening. Luckily, the professor had assigned so many assignments that I could hardly think about Logan this week. But that was ending because these were the last assignments. After that, there wouldn't be much for me to do in the upcoming weeks...

I got up from the chair when the doorbell rang; Lee must have arrived. I walked slowly to the door. He was part of my Fashion Design class; I liked his presence. He was lively and fun, everything I wasn't being these weeks.

I opened the door, feeling the gentle breeze blow through the house. Lee smiled when he saw me. I made room for him to enter, noticing his full backpack. He definitely had plans for tonight. I couldn't say the same; maybe I'd get drunk and eat cold noodles. I motioned for him to go to the kitchen table as I went to the bedroom, just to get my notes.

As the balcony came into my view, I tried not to look. I could easily remember that incandescent red glow behind the trees. I hoped that at some point he'd be watching me, but not even on the darkest days could I see him. So, trying to avoid disappointment, I forced myself not to look. But my eyes escaped my control, and I stopped, only observing the trees swaying in the cold wind. I just wanted to feel that he was there, but all I could see was a lonely forest that hides more than it seems. I sighed. Why did I always do this? Torturing myself seemed like a hobby now. To prevent future disappointment, I simply closed it.

The hours crawled by slowly. Lee, just like me, was a diligent student, but unlike me, he was a natural talent. I had always been much more hardworking than a true genius. By the time the assignments finally ended, I was already anxious to drink and go to sleep; I'd probably become an alcoholic before 30. Lee was far from leaving, at least from my house, since he used these meetings often to escape his jerk of a father.

I saw him take a mirror from his bag, run his fingers through his brown hair. I got up from the chair I was in, heading to the cupboard where I always hid something to drink. Looked at the vodka and the sake; I had a weakness for oriental drinks, so I grabbed the sake. Blame it on the anime and dramas I'd watched. But the important thing was that I'd get wasted until I passed out. Well, that was my plan.

— I heard that Logan is in Sleepy Hollow; did he really drop out of university? He had gotten a 100% scholarship, such a waste of talent.

I groaned with dismay. Logan was a walking genius. He could easily learn anything if he wanted to. Was it because he was a wolf? I sighed. It wasn’t all about being a wolf. He’s been smart since he was little. But that’s not what I wanted to think. I didn’t want to think about Logan or our terrible childhood, especially when everything was so much worse for him. For a moment, I wondered what was so important about Sleepy Hollow, for him to spend a month there?

— He thought it's best to take a break for now, until he sorts out all his problems. He's been having family issues frequently.

Lee didn't seem convinced by that excuse, but what could I do? "So, buddy, he's a wolf and needs time to learn how to deal with it"? Saying that was definitely out of the question. Besides, Logan's family was more complicated than I could really imagine.

I could hear the doorbell ringing suddenly; I looked at Lee, his smile growing. Sneaky, he had some hot plans for the night. I looked at him enviously; at least someone would have a fun night.

I got up, wanting to crack a joke, but I held back. It was the only one who knew about their forbidden relationship. So, as much of a joke as it would be, he could take offense, especially when his father didn't pretend to not see anything.

Suddenly, the doorbell stopped ringing, and the knocks sounded in a rush, startling me. Now, I wasn't sure if it was really for Lee; had someone found Logan in his wolf form in the woods?

I opened the door, afraid of what could happen if someone saw him, but I barely had time to react. The door was swung open, and I was pushed inside with force, almost falling backward. I wanted to shout in anger. Who would do something so rude? I lifted my eyes and could barely contain my surprise. His black eyes met mine, and Logan closed the door behind him with a thud.

— What the hell was that?

My voice came out louder than I intended; I could hardly believe he'd done something like that. I took a step back when he took a step forward. Could this be a joke? He disappears for a month, and when he returns, it's like this?

— I want you to leave now!

I pointed towards the door; he sighed irritably. I wanted to be happy to see him, but all I felt was anger and disappointment. How could he stay away for a month and come back like this? Without even an apology.

— I need to talk to you; it'll be quick.

Now? Seriously? Now he wants to talk to me? I sighed in frustration, seeing the nervous look on the man in front of me. Why didn't he talk to me that night? The night he left me naked in bed?

— I don't care! I want you to leave!

He approached me; I couldn't step back. Showing him that I was uncertain about my own decision would make him want to insist. I wasn't that strong when it came to him; I faltered frequently.

— I'm not going, and I don't want to talk to you!

Logan gave a half-smile, that self-assured smile that always left me without reason. It irritated me even more; he doubted my decision, but the worst part was that I doubted it too. I saw his eyes oscillate between red and black. He ran his hand through his black hair and stepped back suddenly.

— I won't repeat myself, Logan!Dra

I walked up to the door, circling around him there. When I pressed the doorknob between my fingers, I felt my body being hugged from behind. He inhaled the scent of my neck forcefully; he repeated the act several times, squeezing me tighter each time. I wanted to avoid trembling every time he did that, but my body reacted instantly to his.

He moved far enough away to notice my body, trembling and shivering, can feel his claws graze my skin, that was a bad sign, he could not transform while Lee was in the next room.