Nora's POV

'We're going to your hut.' Logan started. 'Me, you, and Newt.'

'Why?' I asked.

'To talk about you.'

With a small sigh, I got up and started walking to my hut. I sat down on my bed and waited for Logan or Newt to talk.

'We need to make some rules here.' Logan decided.

'I'm sorry, what? I don't think we're talking about the same thing here.' I frowned. Rules? Logan wanted rules?

'I'm talking about you, Nora.' Logan said. 'You need to stop cutting. Who knows if it will happen again?'

'It won't happen again.' I assured. 'We don't have to make rules.' I gave Newt a helpless look, but he didn't help me.

'He's right.' Newt rubbed his chin. 'We can't let this happen again.'

'So you make rules? I'm not your pet!' I argued.

'Nora.' Newt bent down in front of me. 'We don't know if it will happen again. I know you try not to do it, but we never know if you will.' He looked at me.

'I agree with Newt. None of us want this to happen again.' Logan added.

I wanted to stop, I really did. But rules? 'Okay.' I sighed.

'Okay.' Logan stood in front of me and Newt. 'First of all. I want you to come to either me or Newt when you feel like doing it.'

'Or Minho, Jeff, and Clint.' Newt added.

'Minho, Jeff, and Clint?' I repeated and Newt looked down. 'You told them.' I mumbled.

'I'm sorry. I didn't have another choice.' Newt apologized.

'No, it's fine.' I replied. I had no reason to get angry at Newt for telling them.

'Okay.' Logan said. 'I have another rule.'

I decided I hated the word rule. It sounded so stupid.

'We're gonna check your wrist every day.' Logan put his arm over each other.

'What?' I got up from the bed. 'That's ridiculous!' I argued. 'I'm not going to do that.'

'It's for your own good.' Logan sternly replied.

'No, it's not.' I said. 'I'm not going to do that every day.'

'Three times a week.' Logan made it sound like a question. I waited for a few seconds before I replied.

'Fine.' I sighed. 'Anything else?'

'No. I think that's it.'

~

I got back into the med-hut. Newt had a gathering with the Keepers about Thomas. He didn't want me to be there.

When I sat down on the med-bed, Logan walked in.

'Yes?' I asked, still a little pissed off by the rules.

'Just checkin' on you.' Logan sat down on the chair.

'You saw me three seconds ago.' I mocked.

'I'm keeping you company.' Logan shrugged. 'Unless you want me to go.' I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.

'No!' I replied way too fast. A smile appeared on Logan's face but it quickly disappeared again.

'So about the rules.' Logan started. 'I don't want you to feel forced to do all of it, but we need this to stop.'

'I know. And I'll try it, okay?' I asked, hoping he would finally stop mentioning it.

'Great.' Logan smiled and revealed his perfect teeth. 'Did you know Newt didn't even leave the med-hut for a second when you were in here?'

'I know that.'

Clint had told me.

'No, but seriously. He didn't even leave to eat.'

'He didn't eat?' I repeated. 'He has to eat.'

'No, no, no. He ate.' Logan corrected me.

'You're confusing me. Why are you even telling me this?' I asked.

'Because he cares about you.' Logan shrugged. 'And so do I.'

What is he trying to tell me?

Logan saw the look on my face. 'And no, I'm not in love with you.' He added with a laugh.

I let out a small relieved sigh. 'Good to know.' I smiled.

Logan was a nice and funny guy and I wondered why he didn't have many friends before I came up.

'I'm sorry to ask this, but why didn't you have many friends before me?' I looked at him.

Logan hesitated for a few seconds. He had told me that people didn't like him before, but I knew there had to be another reason.

'They didn't like me.'

I gave him a 'continue' look.

'I might've punched Newt and Gally when I came up in the Box..' Logan let out a chuckle under his breath.

'What? So that's why Newt didn't like you.' I laughed. 'Why did you do that?'

'They made me angry.' Logan turned serious again.

'What'd they do?'

'Literally nothing that bad. Newt just made a stupid comment and Gally was just.. being Gally.' Logan explained. 'But since I get angry kind of fast... I punched Newt first and a day later Gally.'

'You get angry fast?' I repeated.

'You didn't notice?' Logan asked surprised.

'No, I didn't.'

'Don't you remember the fight we had a while ago?' Logan furrowed his brows.

'I do.'

'And don't you think I got angry a little fast?' Logan asked.

I thought back about the moment. Logan was angry, yes, but I didn't remember him getting angry really fast. 'It wasn't too bad.' I said.

'That's probably because I held back. Or tried, at least.' Logan replied.

'You held back?'

'Yes.' Logan assured.

'What would've happened if you didn't?' I asked.

Logan hesitated for a few seconds. 'I would've rolled up your sleeve myself. No matter what you said or did.'

A little shocked I stared at Logan. He always seemed like such a calm boy, and now this?

'Do you remember when I told you about my past? Guards running into my house and killing my parents?'

'Yes.' I answered.

'Something happened before that.' Logan paused. 'I got angry about- something. So angry, I smashed glass and broke things. I had no other choice. If I didn't break anything at that moment, I might've hurt my parents. Ever since that I never showed my anger again.'

'How do you control it?' I wondered.

'I don't.' Logan paused again. 'I learned not to show people, but I still can't control it.'

Logan got his hand out of his pocket and showed me it. Scars and red marks from his nails were in the middle of his palm.

(A/N: Betty Cooper dupe... Just kidding)

'You ball your fists.' I realized.

'Yeah.' Logan put his hand back.

'I'm sorry.' I apologized.

'For?'

'Getting you angry and not noticing.'

'That's not your fault.' Logan replied. 'And besides, it means I did a good job hiding it if you didn't notice.'

We both let out a small chuckle. 'Thanks for telling me, though.'

Logan smiled lightly and I bend forwards to hug him. He wrapped his large arms around me and hugged me back. I felt comfortable around Logan, as a friend. A best friend. After a few seconds, Logan let go of me and kissed my forehead. I felt fluttered and my cheeks immediately turned red.

'Did I just flutter Miss. Nora?' Logan laughed.

I let out a chuckle.

'Let's get dinner.' Logan got up and pulled me with him.