The Hidden Truths

From the moment Marie, Kitty and Jubilee ard atd at the club, there wasn’t an empty drink glass in front of them. The second one of them finished a drink; a fresh round was ordered. They started the night by toasting Marie for turning twenty-one, with a couple Amaretto sours, and then through the course of the night, polished off several shots of tequila apiece.

When the time came to leave and go home, the three of them were feeling pretty damn good and were raving about how much fun they had. Now, if they could only get into the school and up to bed unnoticed, it would be a great end to a perfect evening. Despite being old enough to enjoy the luxury of drinking, it was still frowned upon to walk into the school intoxicated. It was something that the professor had expressed to every one of legal age, saying it wouldn’t be a good way to set an example for the younger kids who looked up to them.

It was close to three in the morning, when Marie, Kitty and Jubilee pulled up to the school in a cab. Once they paid the driver, the three of them stumbled out of the car and staggered up the driveway.

After their clumsy, jagged attempts to walk, they finally reached the front door. Kitty fished out her keys from her purse and began fumbling to unlock it. Jubilee started singing loudly and very off key, while Marie couldn’t keep from giggling.

“Shh, you wanna go and wake everyone up?” Kitty slurred, trying not to giggle herself.
“Yeah Jubes, you’re singing is bad enough to wake the dead,” Marie blurted out.
“Hey!” Jubilee exclaimed, with a frump on her face, as she slammed her hands on her hips.

Kitty looked back at Jubilee, and then quickly glanced over at Marie. Biting on their lower lips, they exchanged a look of whether to laugh or not. Once they looked back at Jubilee, who looked like a two year old, who hadn’t gotten her way, they erupted into hysterics. Marie and Kitty laughed so hard, tears rolled down their flushed cheeks.

“Okay, okay…we need to stop and be quite. The last thing we need to kill our buzz is a pissed off Logan finding us,” Marie mumbled, as she tried to catch her breath from laughing so hard.
“Oh yeah, bring it on! I ain’t afraid of him,” Jubilee stated firmly.

Kitty turned back to the door, jammed the key in the lock and finally unlocked it. She turned her head to look at Marie and Jubilee to say something, when the door was yanked open. Holding onto the knob, Kitty screeched, as she flew forward, spun around and landed hard on her ass. Her arms were raised above her head, as she still held onto the knob.

Marie and Jubilee burst out laughing and hadn’t even notice the upset person in front of them. They just figured Kitty had opened the door too hard and fell, but when they heard a low growl, they immediately stopped and looked up to see Logan standing there.

His arms were tightly folded across his chest, making the veins in his biceps protrude even more. His brow was narrowed and the icy cold glare in his dark eyes bore into them. While Marie and Jubilee looked like two deer’s caught in headlights, Kitty just looked up at him and smiled innocently.

Logan glared coldly at Kitty, and then looked back over at Jubilee and Marie. He knew he wasn’t the best example when it came to rules and regulations, but still he followed them as best he could. So what if he was more of a do as I saw not as I do type of guy, it was Logan. Everyone knew things like rules and regulations didn’t matter to him, so it was expected. Now Marie, Kitty and Jubilee on the other hand, that was a different story.

“What the hell do yeah think yeah doing? If the professor finds out that you’re all trashed…”
“Oh can it Logan!” Marie blurted nonchalantly and waving her hand at him.

Kitty and Jubilee’s breaths caught in their chests and they froze. Their eyes widened and their mouths nearly hit the floor. They never heard Marie talk back to Logan, hell no one dared to talk back to Logan. You had to be damn sure you could either kick his ass, which was damn near impossible, or be able to run the fuck out of there. Since Marie couldn’t manage either right now, Kitty and Jubilee were sure she was screwed.

Logan growled viciously at Marie’s defiance and stood there in shock. Every muscle in his body tightened and his adrenalin pumped fiercely through out his body. He knew she was drunk and didn’t know what she was doing, but still, it didn’t give her the right to talk back to him.

“You two, outta here now,” he snarled sternly, glaring at Kitty and Jubilee.

Kitty and Jubilee knew he was pissed and wasted no time in obeying Logan’s orders. As quick as Kitty was able to get to her feet, she and Jubilee were gone. When they were out of Logan’s hearing range, they both mumbled to each other, saying, “Boy is she in trouble.”

Marie stood in the doorway, with her hands resting on her hips. She calmly stood there looking at Logan, oblivious to what was going on. As far as she was concerned, she said or did nothing wrong.

“You, get over here now,” he pointed at her and then down at the floor in front of him.

Marie casually shuffled inside, bumped the door closed and stopped about a foot away from him. She felt the warmth of his breath swiftly brush against her face and sighed. Logan didn’t know what pissed him off more, her defiance or the fact that she didn’t seem to care. Either way, he wasn’t going to tolerate it.

“Don’t ever talk back to me or disrespect me like that again,” he growled harshly through gritted teeth.

Marie tried to look as though she was paying attention, as he continued to scold her, but the words were just going in one ear and out the other. She was too drunk and tired to comprehend what he was saying and the longer he spoke, the dizzier she got. She started swaying from side to side and could barely keep her eyes open. Before long, Marie closed her eyes one last time and slumped forward. Her body went crashing into Logan, which took him a few steps back. He quickly grabbed her around the waist, to keep her from falling flat on her face.

“Shit,” Logan snarled.

Logan grunted and shook his head. He was still pissed off at her for what she said, but the protectiveness he had for her, kicked in. As much as he wanted to let her have it, he couldn’t resist the need he felt to take care of her. Besides, there was no point in wasting his breath, especially since she probably wouldn’t remember any of it in the morning.

Logan sighed, and then gently pushed her from him so she was standing. Turning her to the side, he bent down and hooked an arm under her legs. He placed his other arm around her upper back, and then carefully picked her up. He knew she wasn’t heavy, but being passed out, she felt like dead weight.

Her head flopped back and her arms dangled freely below her, as he cradled her in his arms. ‘God she’s beautiful,’ he thought, as he now gazed softly at her. Out of the many times he carried her to bed, after falling asleep outside on the glider, this was the first he actually stopped to savor the feeling of her in his arms.

His eyes carefully memorized the soft curves of her face and the way her lashes fluttered when her eyes moved under her lids. As his eyes drifted down her slender neck to her breasts that were only inches away, she moaned softly and her face turned away from him.

Logan sighed heavily and disregarding the desire to continue exploring her body with his eyes, brought her up stairs. He gently laid her down on her bed and slid his arms out from under her. After taking off Marie’s boots and placing them at the foot of her bed, he grabbed the folded blanket from under her legs and draped it over her.

Marie instantly rolled onto her side and snuggled into the warmth of the blanket. Logan smiled and stared adoringly at her. There wasn’t a trace of anger left in his body and he couldn’t help but grunt and think, ‘Only you Marie…only you.’

Authors note: I know, I know hurry up and get to the good stuff. Well don’t worry, it’s coming very soon. Thanks for reading, enjoy!