Chapter 22

**Megan**

It's Sunday now and I'm on my way to my grandfathers. He had sent a car to pick me up, seeing as Logan wasn't coming with me. He said he would come with me but what he had to do was important. A sigh escaped my lips as I saw my grandfather's mansion come into view, I didn't understand why he still lived in this mansion when it was only him and the whore that he called a girlfriend. She was about ten years older than me which meant she was young enough to be his granddaughter not that he saw that. She was a gold digger and like most perverted old men my grandfather's age he didn't see that.

"Thank you," I said to the driver. He smiled from his rear view mirror.

"No need to thank me, it is my job after all,"he said and got out of the car. I went to open my door when he opened it for me. I went to thank him again but he held a hand up to stop me "no need to thank me again it's my job," I sighed a little and folded my arms as I felt the coldness of the winter breeze.

The front door opened and stood there was my grandfather. He stood at 6ft and had silver grey hair with the same green eyes as me. I watched him let out a breath and then smile at me. I sighed and walked up the drive to the door. He went to give me a hug but I moved away from him. I looked him up and down to see he wasn't in his usual attire, he was wearing jobbing bottoms and a plain black t-shirt.

"It's good you came,"he said.

"I don't really have a choice on the matter do I?" I mutter. He sighed and moved out of the doorway to let me in. I slowly walked in and looked around the huge hallway, like always it was very well lit and immaculately

clean.

"How has your week been?" he asks.

"Fine," I said and followed him to the living room.

"Natasha isn't in at the moment, she's shopping. She should be back in time for dinner,"

"Good,"

"I know you don't like her but when she is here I'd like it if you'd get along with her as she wants you to like her,"he stated.

"Why are you even with her anyway?"

"I know how you see her and I think we shouldn't get into this and don't worry Princess she's not in my will,"

"I couldn't care less to be honest I'd rather not be in your will, I hope you give it all to her,"

"Well we can't all get we want,"he stated and handed me the TV remote as I sat on the sofa. "How are the sessions going?" he asks while sitting down on the opposite side of the sofa.

"Fine," I said yawning and kicking my converse off.

"Have you been sleeping?"

"No," I said and started to get comfy. I then flicked on the TV and started to channel surf.

"So where is Logan?" he asks "he phoned to tell me he wasn't going to be here today, I'm just wondering why,"

"I don't know, allhe said to me was that he had something important to do," I state.

"Are you taking your medication?" he asks. I looked at him "I'm just curious,"

"Yes I'm taking it, the only thing I'm not taking is the sleeping pills," I said "and I don't see the point in me taking any of the medication when the anti-depressants aren't working and the pain killers just make me a little drowsy,"

"Well you might be off the painkillers soon after you've had another X-ray at the hospital,"he stated. "As I'm sure the damage to your ribs and your foot should be fully healed," he paused "at least you didn't have to come back home with the pot on, you were in hospital for eight week altogether and the pot was only on for six,"

"Hmm and most of those weeks I was in a coma," I said as I stopped flipping once I got to Charmed on the TV.

"So, how's the new phone?" he asks.

"Fine,"

"How's that boyfriend of yours?" he asks.

"I don't have a boyfriend,"

"You do, what's his name Kyle or something,"

"Tyler and we broke up ages ago,"

"Oh I'm sorry, why?"

"Benjamin told me to break up with him or he'd kill him so I did,"

"Are you not getting back together though?"

"No, I don't really want to and we wouldn't have much of a relationship anyway,"

"Why not?" he asks, confused.

"Do you really think I want to have a boyfriend after what's happened?" I ask .

"I'm sure he'd understand,"

"Yeah and have him cheat on me again because I won't let him touch me,"

"He's cheated on you?" he asked, shocked.

"A year ago, he thinks I don't know but I do and well I don't really care to be honest," he frowned at me and I looked at him "we were at a party and there's a girl in our year, she has tried to split us up a couple of times and well he got pretty drunk, he didn't sleep with her. He just made out with her so I wasn't too fussed. If it had been anything more than a kiss then I would have been bothered," I explained "he hardly remembers it though as his friend told me he doesn't remember half of that night never mind that kiss,"

"But still cheating is cheating," he stated.

"True, but I watched him and her kiss and well he told her to piss off and well he got a bit too angry with her after it and then the next day I watched his friend tell him what happened and well he wasn't exactly pleased with himself," I paused and looked at him again "I didn't really care to be honest because I've done the same thing,"

"Like what?"

"Melanie's brother. We had an argument one day and well yeah you can see where this is going," I explained and looked towards the TV.

"Oh well you're too young for boys,"he stated. I smirked a little and looked at him, he smiled back at me "you are, you want to wait till you're at least 30 for boyfriends," I shook my head at him and continued to watch Charmed.

**Logan**

Carl looked at me and tilted his head a little "Black?" he asks "didn't she make you promise to wear something bright at the funeral?" he asks.

"Yes and I am," I said pulling up my black sleeve to show a bright orange, pink, green and yellow bracelets. He sighed and rolled his eyes at me "she only made me promise her that because she knows how much I'm not a fan of bright colours," I huffed.

"Just go wear a bright coloured tie or something," Carl suggested, I shook my head and walked away from him.

"I'm going to get so high today," I state.

"Well that's not going to be any different from most of this week,"he stated. I looked at him "I'm serious, you've been high like every day,"he said and walked past me "which I don't think is a good thing because you have a responsibility now, you know that responsibility called Megan,"he said turning and walking backwards towards the front door.

"Yeah I know," I muttered and followed him out as I put on my blazer.

"Yeah and have you at least thought about how it could affect her?" he asks "as well you and me both know she's not mentally stable, I'm just waiting for her to have an episode,"

"Don't talk like that and no I haven't thought of it like that but what do you expect from me? Would you rather I was depressed around her and tell her 'yea life sucks lets go commit suicide'?" I ask .

"No, I just think you should be more careful. It's ok having like half a joint but you're having about four a night,"he said and walked towards the limousine.

I sigh and run a hand through my hair while looking at him. He was right in a way but I was coping and I was going back to therapy so it wasn't like I was being completely irresponsible.