Sweet and Bitter
Today, we decided to hang out at the beach since the weather was really good. The sun was shining brightly and a slow steady breeze flew past us in a rhythm. Scarlet and I were taking a walk on the sand barefoot while the boys and Natasha went for surfing. They invited us but we declined them because you know, we don’t know surfing. It requires body balance which I’m very poor at.
The sound of laughter filled my ears and I turned my head to the right. Logan and Natasha were holding hands while they balanced their weight on the board as they stood beside each other, waiting for a big wave. My heart clenched at the sight and a knot formed in my lower belly.
Patrick lost his balance when he tried to do a 360-degree jump on the board and he fell into the water. Laughter filled the surrounding but I couldn’t bring myself to laugh as my gaze was fixed on their joined hands. I know I have no reason to be jealous, but the sight was too much for me.
Patrick coughed water from his mouth and cursed profanities loudly before he started to swim back to the shore.
“Baby, are you all right?” Scarlet asked, approaching him as he lay flat on the mud, breathing heavily.
“Yeah,” he said, pulling her down.
“PATRICK” She squealed in surprise as she fell on top of him. She hit his chest repeatedly as Patrick let out a laugh before grabbing her wrist and locked his lip with hers. I smiled and turned around, walking away from the lovely couple. I continued walking, staring ahead in thought. I hugged myself as the breeze hit my skin.
“Hey!” I heard Logan’s voice from behind and I jumped in surprise.
“God, you scared me,” I said, placing my hand on my chest, the sound of thumping of my heart loud in my ears. He smiled sheepishly at me. My eyes drifted down to his abs as water dripped down from his hair then to his chest, trailing downwards. I blushed and looked away.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, turning around in search of Natasha. But I couldn’t catch sight of her.
“I just needed some time with you alone,” he said before intertwining our hands. My heart fluttered and I looked down at our intertwined hands, a small smile form on my lips. We walked for a few minutes commenting about random couples on the beach and laughing at our jokes. We noticed an ice cream stall at a distance.
“Do you want ice cream?” Logan asked.
“Yes,” I said, excitedly. We jogged towards the stall and Logan bought me a butter pecan ice cream. My favorite.
“You sure you don’t want one?” I asked while licking my ice cream. Damn! This tastes so good!
“Nope,” He said while I gave him a nasty look. How could someone say No to ice cream!?
As we were walking, I found something shining buried under the sand. Out of curiosity, l looked closer. It was just a bottle cap. Uh! What did I expect? Some gold coins?
As I was about to take another bite from my ice cream, I felt something strange. I furrowed my brows at Logan who was whistling innocently.
Did he just..!!! No, he didn’t!!
“Logan!?” I called as he just hummed in response.
“Did you take a bite from my ice cream?” I asked him, shocked.
“Maybe I would have taken a bite,” He said as I gave him a stink eye.
“What!? It was just way too tempting” He said.
“Then you could have got your own one!” I said, kicking his leg. He didn’t expect that because he lost his balance and fell down on the sand. He groaned and spit the sand out of his mouth.
“God, women. Don’t be violent. I’m sorry” he mumbled and got up dusting the sand from his body. From a distance, I saw Natasha looking at us. No, glaring at us! If looks could kill, then I’ll be six foot down by now.
“Your girlfriend is glaring at us Mister,” I said, annoyed.
“What do you mean?” Logan asked confused.
“Look straight,” I said taking another bite from the ice cream. Just because he took a bite, I won’t throw the whole ice cream away. It’s too precious to waste.
“You mean Natasha?” He asked, amused.
“Who else is your girlfriend huh?” I said turning around to leave. Logan caught my wrist and spun me around.
“She is not my girlfriend!” He exclaimed as I raised my brow.
“Haha, nice joke Watson,” I said though I was hoping that it wasn’t.
“Lia I’m serious. Uh... yes she was my girlfriend a year back...But not anymore. Now I just see her as my friend, nothing more.” He said in a serious tone.
“Ooh” was all I said even though a happy smile threatened to form on my face.
“Who said you that Natasha-“ he was cut off mid-sentence as his phone started to ring.
He took his phone from his pocket and checked the caller ID. His facial expression changed into a serious one. He looked at me with an unreadable expression and walked away mumbling a ‘hmm’ through his phone. I decided to shrug it off and resumed my walking. I spotted Scarlet and Patrick throwing sand and playing with the mud. Gosh!! Will they ever grow up?
I ran towards them to make them stop their childishness. But somehow I ended up playing with them. A few minutes later, I saw Logan coming towards us in a very dangerous way, anger clearly evident on his face.
“Let’s leave, I’ve some work.” He said through gritted teeth.
“Why so soon, man?” Patrick asked, clearly not liking the idea.
“It’s either we leave together or else you guys are staying back.” He said in a warning tone, glaring at Patrick. Patrick and Scarlet whines in disappointment but soon gave up. Since we all came in Logan’s car, we decided not to argue with him as he was our last ride home. The beach was a bit far away from the house.
We all got back into the car after changing back into our previous clothes. Patrick, Scarlet and I sat at the back seat while Natasha sat on the passenger seat. The car ride was quiet except Patrick’s attempts to strike up a conversation with some humor but failing miserably as the tension is the car was so thick for some unknown reason.
Logan’s jaw was clenched tightly and his knuckles turned white due to his hard grip on the steering wheel. Something has triggered him after the call and I was really curious to know. But decided to keep my mouth shut as it was clear Logan was in no mood to talk with anyone. Even Natasha was nervously glancing at him, very silent the entire time. Which is very odd!
After dropping us at the mansion, Logan sped off without any word. We all watched in surprise
“What’s up with him?” Patrick asked more to himself and then he sighed and went inside with the key Logan gave it to him.
Something is really up with him!
As I was heading to my room, Natasha appeared in front of me blocking my way.
“What do you want now?” I asked irritated. I already had a long day and I was not in a mood to deal with her.
“You bitch, What do you think you’re doing, huh? Haven’t you gotten clear in your pretty little head that I want you to stay away from Logan. He is MINE. And by the way, what were you doing in his room this morning? And that too wearing his shirt. Do you think you can steal him away from me? Oh boy, then you’re wrong. He won’t get swayed away by your tricks. You’re a slut. I WANT YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM HIM, and this time I mean it.” She spat with so much venom.
“Are you done?” I asked humorlessly. She looked confused at the same time surprised.
“For your kind information, you don’t need to break your head anymore to come up with more lies,” I said smirking.
“What do you mean?”
“Oh my sweet Natasha, you’re dumber than I thought,” I said shaking my head in pity and she frowned. Poor girl, she is completely unaware of the fact that I know the truth.
“Your mission to make ‘Logan as Yours’ is failed,” I said quoting it with my fingers.
“Who said this bull-“
“Logan said to ME that he doesn’t like you. So, babe, you don’t need to pretend as his girlfriend anymore which you clearly are not.” With that I brushed past her, heading to my room, with a smile of victory on my face.
I closed the door and plop down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. After some time I heard shouting coming from downstairs. Patrick and Scarlet! Again! I groaned and walked downstairs.
“Guys stop!” I said and they stopped yelling at each other and looked at me.
“Now for what are you both fighting over?” I asked my hands on my hips.
“I want to watch ‘Notebook’ ” Scarlet said, holding a box of movies.
“No way am watching that stupid movie. Let’s watch ’Dead pool” Patrick suggested.
“No. I don’t want to watch that” Scarlet said and Patrick gave her a glare. So that’s how they end up in a fight over two movies. They came to a conclusion to allow Me to choose between the two movies.
“What do you say, Karrie? Notebook or Dead pool?” Scarlet asked hopefully. I looked between Patrick and Scarlet and gave an apologetic smile to Patrick.
“I guess I‘ll go with Scarlet. “ I said and Scarlet did a victory dance while Patrick sighed in defeat.
“You are lucky I love you both” Patrick muttered and we laughed, getting comfy on the couch while Patrick inserts the movie.
“I want popcorn,” I said and got up from the seat. I disappear into the kitchen for a while, popping a popcorn bag into the microwave and then emptying the contents into a large bowl. I took the bowl and walked to the living room.
“Where’s Natasha?” I asked.
“Maybe in her room. We asked her to join us to watch the movie but she denied as she had some work to do.” Patrick said. I settled myself between Scarlet and Patrick on my either side. They both frowned a little as I interrupted their cuddling but didn’t say anything.
In the middle of the movie, we heard the front door being opened and Logan entered with tired eyes.
“Logan where were you? Come watch this movie with us. ” Patrick said. We paused the movie.
“Not now Patrick” Logan growled. He looked at me for a brief second before he looked away. But when he looked at me, he looked hurt. Huh?
“C’mon Logan. Stop with this angry attitude. Chill up man” Patrick said.
“Leave me alone,” Logan said in gritted teeth, his fist clenched tightly.
“Logan what hap-“
“I SAID NOT NOW” He yelled, cutting me off. He grabbed a nearby flower vase and threw it at the wall and it broke into small pieces. We all froze and the room went dead silent as Logan stormed off into his room, angrily.
What happened? Why is he so angry?
A/N- QOTC: What do you think the reason behind Logan’s anger. And why did he look hurt when he looked at Karrie?
Keep your fingers crossed to know what happens next. Expect the Unexpected!!!
With lots and lots of love
Middlebencherzz :) :) :)