*•.¸♡ 𝙟𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙚. ♡¸.•*
he tries not to be too smug when she moves her hand off the button, because he knew she wouldn’t do it. “ how far are we gunna get if we don’t protect ourselves, logan?” he rolls his eyes, walking over to where she was trying to reach the water, holding it up so she could take a sip from it if she decided to. “ obviously it’s what i’m here for, i didn’t do anything wrong so why would i be trying to make myself feel better?” he scoffs, “ billie was there, and she’s already had her two cents about it all so keep my family out of it. i’m sorry you got hurt, really, but it’s not that bad. neither is my aim, i shot for cobras, not families.”
*•.¸♡ his last words leave her completely speechless. logan nearly uses her good arm to grab the water and throw it in his face, but in her anger she merely tilts her head away from the straw in disbelief. “ you’re a piece of shit. the mother of your child could’ve been killed and you don’t give two shits. do you know understand the way that shit wrecks a child? you’re so fucking self centered. ” she puts her finger on the button and presses it without another thought. “ get the fuck out of my hospital room, james. ”













