Your mom kicked you out the house. It was cold outside and it was late night.

you're waisted on the streets, stumbling and falling. You were devastated about this situation.

you run into your enemy with his friends, they always bully you no matter where.

"Logan!?" you try to stand up, but you couldn't..

"omg she's wasted" his friend laugh.

"what the f*ck are you doing?" he shouts, not too loudly

you try to look at him straight.

"Listen, why are you out there?"

he said meanwhile holding you, he seem concerned about you and your health.

"it doesn't matter." you say like in a whisper..

"why the fuck are you helping her!?" his friend asks him

"f*ck off" his tone was aggressive towards his friend..

he picks you up and you wrap your legs around him.. It was cold outside and he's the only thing that it's giving you warmth

"if you get waisted on the streets like this again,I'll handcuff you to me."

you looked at him, but your vision was blurry and you passed out.

"she's mine. Touch her again and I'll make sure you end up in this state she is and even worse." he said meanwhile looking at his friend with a death gaze.