“In the Basement” ~-chapter 2 (kinda)-~
The next day, Logan came over to my house. I was at home alone in the kitchen. Since my mom and dad both worked almost all day, I had to make my own food during the day. But right now I wasn’t hungry. I was anxious. I had asked Logan to come over and now I sat waiting for my best friend- no. Boyfriend. To get here. I was sitting at the island bar in the middle of the kitchen with my hands held tightly together. I was nervous. I shouldn’t be. He comes over all the time. It’s like his home away from home here. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down, and to cool myself off. It seemed like it was getting hot. And my stomach wouldn’t stop doing flips. …