Logan Fields x reader

Part 8~

' It's okay! It's okay! Calm down! Here. Some pain meds from the first aid.'-As

' Ben can you patch him up?'-Y

Ben nodded and began to patch him up. When he was done, Logan passed out immediately, his head falling on my lap as my hand caught him and layed him down carefully.

' We should probably let him rest for a bit.' -Ta

We all agreed,

' Guess that means the Savannah conversation is on hold for now.'-As

' Fine. Then let's decide what to do with the phantom.'-Ty

They all crowded round it , from where I was sitting I could see it clear as day.

' So what do we do?'-Ty

' ...Good question.'-As

' Well since it's dead, let's take a closer look'-A

Aiden turned on his flashlight from his phone, shining it on the phantom. Its body immediately started to bubble and hiss , seemingly pulling itself apart.

' Turn it off!'-Ty

' Okay! Okay!'-A

Logan seemed to jump slightly in his sleep, probably from all the noise.. I hesitated for a second before running my hand through his hair , it seemed to calm him down. They continued to experiment with it, seeing how it would react to certain things.

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Logan shifted slightly, his eyes opening as he sat up.

' Careful.'-Y

He looked at me and his face went red, that's weird?

' Sorry!'-L

' You're okay , come on , have a look at this.' -Y

We walked over to the others, staring at the dissolved body of the phantoms. Aiden continued to make jokes that made Logan as pale as a ghost.

' Stop that, you're going to make him sick. Since he's awake , let's talk about Savannah.'-Ty

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After a long, gruelling argument about whether we should go or not, we all agreed but only in a year. It was logical, I mean all of us were too young to drive and we were all still shaken from the last time we were there..

' For a year, we should train ourselves, research, and turn this place into a reliable stronghold to live in. It's about time we start taking this seriously.'-As

We all sat and stared as she dragged an old broken whiteboard into the bus.

' Did we really need this?'-Ty

' Alright so. This should be our first goal. We need better weapons.' -As

' How on earth are we going to do that. We are all underage , no one in their right mind will sell us that.'-Ty

' Yeah thats why we won't get it in the real world dumbass. Theres no one here to stop us from getting them.' -Y

'Okay... how are we going to get there?' -Ty

' Well we need to do two things first. Fortify the graveyard walls and bring the jeep into the graveyard. We need a vehicle to drive to the gunshop. My parent's jeep is the closest so we'll need to bring it to the graveyard.' -As

' We need to do something about the wall though, that was to close of a call last time, Logan got seriously hurt and it can happen again.' -Y

' Right.. any ideas?'-As

Ben suddenly got up , grabbing for a notebook and scribbling down a drawing of barbed wire.

' If they were normal humans that might work, but I feel like it wouldn't really bother them to grab and climb the wire regardless.'-Ty

' Yeah , I could see that happening..' -Ta

' Since their body doesn't react well to light, why don't we just have some large light fixtures on the wall?'-A

' I'm not sure if the generator has enough power to keep these lights on. Most of the power goes towards the door. If the lights went off every time we opened the door, it wouldn't be too helpful.' -As

' ... then ... solar lights maybe?'-L

' That would work, they don't need the sun or a generator to run so they would be fully functional all day and night.' -Y

' Where would we get them though?'-As

' Ah , you can leave that to me. I haven't been using my allowance recently so it's built up a bit.'-A

' Allowance? How much do you have?'-As

' About ——' -A

We all stared in disbelief , who knew crazy had that much money.

' Anyway I have a card , so we can order the lights online and have them shipped here.'-A

'... Alright then we'll do that tomorrow.'-As

' oh. Before I forget , can I borrow your knife Aiden?'-As

' Sure.'-A

He handed it to her, watching as she grabbed her braids and quickly sliced the knife through them. We all stared in shock as her hair fell to the floor. That was kinda badass not gonna lie.

We all stayed in the bus for the remaining hours, I was sat next to Logan , checking if he was okay. He convinced me he was and I let him take the seat, choosing to sit next to him on the floor. Taylor soon turned to me, seemingly nervous to ask her question,

' Y/N... if you don't mind me asking. What happened to your face? I'm assuming it's not from this world , your injuries from before healed fine so it must be from the real world...' -Ta

I hesitated to answer, trying to find a believable excuse.

' I had boxing club after school, the fight in the ring got a little intense. You should see the other guy.'-Y

I attempted to make a joke , they couldn't tell whether to believe me or not, the handprint bruise on my throat didn't look like a boxing fight. They soon gave in trying to ask questions and the bus fell silent.

My eyes started to feel heavy as I slightly swayed back and forth. I rested my arms on the seat in front of me , feeling Logan lay on his back. My eyes finally gave up , closing as my head fell onto Logans chest. The last thing I remember is feeling a hand softly place itself on my head, before I woke up in my bed...