Like two bulls we march to my room. I am over feeling bad for what I did, now I am just as pissed off as him. Sure, it was reckless, but I did not do it for a kick. I did it to keep him and the warriors safe.
I step into my room and wait until he is inside before I slam the door shut and lock it. We are sorting this thing out once and for all.
Logan takes a stand in front of me, crossing his arms, just staring at me with pure anger. I want to squirm under his stare, but I keep my chin up. I knew what I was getting into when I made the decision.
“I get why you are mad, but does this cold shoulder, silent treatment or whatever justify it?” I cross my arms as well and stare back at him.
“So, now you’re also dictating for me how I’m allowed to be angry,” he sneers.
“No, Logan, I didn’t sa
