Warning!: Cussing, mention of murder
Logans POV
"What's your name..? He asks.
Is it deranged that I trusted him with this?
I kidnapped him yet I trust him. I trust that he won't try to leave. Should I? Probably not, but all of my Logic has figuratively been thrown out the window.
"Uhm. It's.. Logan.." I finally spit out after a small awkward silence.
"That's a pretty cool name." he smiled warmly at me. I don't know why but watching him smile forces a smile on my face.
I couldn't stop it even if I wanted too. As much as I hate showing my emotion, I feel that he wouldn't judge me for it. I don't exactly know why but I'm going to figure it out.
I clear my throat. "Well, I'll leave you to shower and do whatever it is you do at this hour. I'm going to lock the door." I say.
"Okay Mr. Mastermind. See you whenever you decide to pop in." He says and leaves for the shower.
Just as I walk out I get yet another text form Remy.
Enter chat
Remy
Heya Babes. New mission.
Logan
Do you mind sending the details?
Sure. There's around 4 of them though. You'll need your backup partner.
Thatll be no problem. When and where?
In the alleyway between ****** Cross and ****** avenue. Tommorow night at 7:10. Good luck babes.
Thank you but it's not luck I need. It's my partner.
Can you tell me their name now? I've been asking since the first time you've brought them up.
Unfortunately not. I cannot disclose that information unless given permission by him.
So it's a dude?
Yes he is. Goodbye Remy.
Bye babes. Talk to you soon :)
End chat
I spent the rest of the night watching a documentary on the Zodiac and sleeping.
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Its the next morning and I text my partner as soon as I go through my morning routine and giving Virgil his breakfast.
Enter chat
Logan
Good morning. I was wondering if you were available to complete a mission with me.
Them
I don't know Lo. Im not really in the mood for murder right now.
What seems to be the matter?
Nothing. I'll be there. The details?
7:10 tonight. The alley between ****** Cross and ***** avenue.
Mkay. Come to my house at like 6:45.
May I ask why?
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My Logical Murderer (analogical)
FanfictionVirgil Harris, a 17 year old edgy, emo, anxiety riddled boy was walking down a narrow alleyway when he heard a scream. He got away but not soon after he is caught by the most nutorious murderer in the world. He's rather attractive though...
