Autumn
I hated this I hated seeing his face. His smug smile. Those mangled looking scars across his eye and down to his chin and neck. But I told myself that it was okay. He was gone now. Logan wrapped a protective arm around me. My sister took my hand, holding tight as he spoke. I knew this was getting to her as well.
"If your all watching this together, that must mean I'm dead. Which let's face it, sucks ass for me. But it's alright. It's okay." He said holding his hands up in surrender. Then he continued to speak.
"I feel like I've done just enough damage, caused just enough pain and trauma to leave scars on all of you. Speaking of scars... Hey Ray? How's Beth Anne doing? Hahaha! Tell her sorry for me would you? That little gift I had Sam leave at the bar wasn't supposed to take he
