The Returning Ex

All at once, Logan grabbed his shoulder. Shawn was a clean, thin, and polite man, while Logan was a head taller than him, and he was sturdy. Thus, when they were placed side by side, Shawn was no match for him.

Logan turned to him impatiently, and he clamped down on his shoulder. “What did you call me?”

Shawn was about to snap at him, but the pain from his shoulder was starting to sear, begging for his attention. When he tried to pull away from Logan’s grip, he realized he had an iron grip on him, thus couldn’t. A while later, Shawn’s expression finally started to change, and he held his shoulder. “Let go of me!” he protested.

Logan held on to his shoulder and flung him across the yard. “Scram.”

Logan, and the throw made him stagger

to Logan. “Why’d you do that?” she whispered in a voice only audible to them

at Shawn with contempt. “You can’t let

get it now. What you did last night was just an excuse so you can date this b*stard. You didn’t have to do that, you know. I ain’t clingy, so just tell me you like him, and that’ll be the end of it. You don’t have to make

“I don’t think I’m a damsel in distress, nor do I think you did me dirty. After all, we started dating for our own goals. I don’t even like you, so don’t think too highly of yourself. Do you know why I want to break up? Because I’m disgusted by what you did. Don’t think you’re innocent, Shawn.

for trouble. “Why are you here?” She came up with her shovel.