CHAPTER THREE: VULNERABLE

      After the night ended and Logan got home to her shared hotel room with Sasha, they both sat down on the bed, taking a much needed 20 minute nap. The parties that were held in Arizona were always big, and filled with wasted people.

As soon as Logan ended her interview with Renee Young, her and Sasha left the Arena since they weren't scheduled for anything else that night and took the opportunity to get a head start on getting ready.

Logan thanked the hotel manager for setting them up with the deluxe suite, and thank god for the big bathroom. Currently, Sasha was curling her magenta hair in the bathroom while Logan swayed her hips to the music playing from her phone while picking out a clubbing outfit.

She would have prefered staying at the hotel tonight, and getting sleep since she rarely did go out but tonight was meant for a celebration and even she couldn't deny that this moment deserved a few drinks.

"Sash," Logan called out to her and Sasha peaked her head around the door while holding up the curling iron to her head. Logan held up the outfit she had picked for tonight and showed her best-friend. "What do you think? Too much boob?" She asked her, putting it near her chest, showing off the low V-cut that was in the lace shirt.

"God no." Sasha replied looking back into the mirror and unraveling the curl from the iron. "I think it looks good, but try it on to make sure." She told her while coming out of the bathroom and holding the lace fabric in her tanned fingers.

Logan nodded at her after Sasha made her way back to the bathroom to take down the last section of hair to be curled. "Do you think you can curl my hair?" Logan yelled out while slipping the skirt over her thighs.

Sasha rolled her eyes at her friends request since she barely had enough time to finish her makeup until they had to go, and it was Logan's fault that they were going to be late since she wouldn't get out of bed. "I guess, but you have to hurry up." She called back out, taking the last piece of hair and wrapping it around the barrel.

Logan slipped off her bra, putting the top on and walked towards the bathroom. Sasha looked at her reflection in the mirror and nodded at the Red lace two-piece that Logan had decided to wear. "See, Red is your color." She praised her friend's style choices, noticing the black sternum tattoo peeking out against her tanned skin.

"Everything is my color," Logan smirked over at her friend and started dividing her hair up in three sections. Sasha intrusted her to sit down on the chair in front of the big mirror so she could curl her hair. "Have you checked your twitter lately?" Sasha asked her as she wrapped Logan's black hair around the curler.

"No, why?" Logan asked her, slightly curious as what she was talking about. She hasn't checked her phone since she got to the hotel, but that didn't mean she didn't hear the constant dinging of notifications flying in.

Sasha smirked behind her, "I think you should check it out." She replied, "It's all over the media." Logan raised an eyebrow as she looked at Sasha's reflection in the mirror and reached for her phone on the counter, and opened the twitter app.

When Logan's finger tapped the notification icon, everyone was talking about her latest interview, "What's so bad about my interview?" She asked, not taking her eyes off the screen, her finger scrolling.

"Keep going," Sasha looked down at Logan's phone and she stopped Logan's finger from scrolling down.

@wwegoddessoftomorrow

Is that Seth's sweater? #OTP Back together?

Logan's eyes widened as she continued to look through all the comments, and all of them were talking about her and Seth. Her mind had wondered if Seth had seen these tweets as well, and decided to open her messenger and text him after taking a screenshot of the tweets.

"I think I might throw up," Logan joked slightly and looked back up at Sasha's reflection as she finished with the last curl. "Hey, the fans are diggin' it. I say let this continue, and leave the fans wondering." Sasha put her own advice into it but Logan's attention were taken away from the vibration of her phone going off.

S.R

Oh yeah. They're eating this up.

Logan texted Seth back, asking if he was going to the party tonight, and when he had answered back with a yes, she put the phone down and the two ladies worked on their makeup. Logan wasn't sure how this whole Seth thing was going to influence her job, and her upcoming storyline but she decided that this could wait until tomorrow.

"C'mon, we're already late," Sasha groaned while standing in the hallway, waiting for Logan to finish up with applying her liquid red lipstick. Logan rolled her eyes and puffed up her hair before walking towards Sasha to grab her shoes.

"Fashionably late." Logan corrected her by sending a wink in her friend's direction and after stood up straight. "Alright, I'm ready." She told her while grabbing her black leather jacket and let it rest over her shoulders. Sasha rolled her eyes and opened up the hotel room door.

The Black leather jacket did no justice on shielding her bare arms as she set foot outside and the cold air hit her skin, sending a chill down her spine. Heads turned in their direction the minute they had stepped outside and Logan immediately didn't like the feeling of some stranger's eyes sizing her up.

Logan lead the way to the car she had rented and unlocked the doors for the both of them. It took ten minutes to get to the club Sasha had informed Logan of. If it wasn't for the obsessive traffic in Arizona's main highway, they would've made it sooner.

When Logan pulled into the parking lot of the club, her eyebrows raised, head turning to look over at Sasha who had a cheeky grin on her face. "You call this a 'small' get together?" She asked her, returning her eyes back onto the crowd that flooded the doors outside.

Sasha unclicked her seatbelt and looked over at Logan with playful eyes. "You wouldn't of agreed to come if you knew," She confessed to her friend, returning her eyes back onto the neon pink lights illuminating their surroundings.

"Ah, Papa forgive my sins," Logan muttered under her breath while clicking off her seatbelt and walking towards the front of the car, while Sasha shut the vehicle door behind her. Sasha made her way towards the front of the line, dragging Logan by her arm behind her while the people in line started complaining.

Upon recognizing Sasha, the bouncer immediately let them both in and closed the gates behind them. The overwhelming smell of alcohol flooded Logan's nostrils and she forced a gag back down by the mixes of smells coming from inside the club. She needed a drink, and fast if she was going to last even a minute in this crowded club.

"Sash, Logan!" Bayley's screams could barely be heard over the blaring music, and Logan's eyes caught the quirky brunette and pulled her into a hug. Upon closer exception, she noticed that they had grabbed a booth with a round of drinks sitting in the middle of the table and not far off, a table with a pole sat in front of it.

Finn, Seth, Dean and Sami sat down in the booth, talking amongst each other as Becky made her way towards the group of girls. "Glad to see ya made it, eh?" Her thick Irish accent caught everyone's attention.

"Logan took forever to get ready," Sasha told her which made Logan roll her eyes. "Whatever, Sasha." Logan grabbed her leather jacket from her shoulders and walked over towards the table where the boys sat.

Dean immediately noticed her walking over and smugly smiled. "Hey, Lo. Why don't you get up on that table and start shaking dat ass?" His eyebrows wiggled at her playfully.

Logan smirked and leaned down onto the table, grabbing one of the shots and sliding it in front of Dean. "Why don't you take this shot and choke on it, Dean." She winked at him making Seth burst out in laughter.

Logan grabbed one of the shots and put it up to her lips, downing the tequila without gagging after. When her eyes returned in front of her she caught Finn's wondering gaze and slid into the empty spot next to him while Sasha and Bayley slid next to Sami. "Renee couldn't make it?" Logan asked as she put her leather jacket behind her.

Dean shrugged, "She's not really the party type. More of a sit at home watch netflix kind of girl," He told her while grabbing hold of the shot Logan gave him before sliding in next to Finn. "Sounds like my type of girl," Logan replied back which caught Sami's attention.

"Wait, are you lesbian?" Sami asked, putting his beer back on the table and Logan laughed. "She's defiantly not lesbian," Seth looked over at her which made Logan roll her eyes. "Dated her crazy ass for four years,"

Logan leaned her face into her hands while looking over at Seth with a smile. "And it was the greatest time of your existence, Seth." The whole table grabbed a shot when Seth held his up in front of the group, all together they clinked their glasses.

"Toasting to Logan, for that wonderful debut," Seth said in a goofy voice making Logan let out a snort. "You can't even toast right," She commented back but Seth's finger rested on the bottom of her shot glass, gesturing her to just take the shot.

"You're from Mexico, eh?" Becky asked in a cringe voice as the alcohol burned down her throat and Logan nodded at her. "Know any Spanish?"

"Si, fue mi primer idioma." Logan smirked as she spoke fluently in Spanish, making Sami smirk over at Finn, which didn't go unnoticed by Sasha. Sasha elbowed Becky and when Becky looked at her, she gave her a knowing smirk.

Dean laughed while putting his arm around Seth's shoulder. "I don't know what the hell you just said, but it was hot." Logan looked over at him with a smile on her face, her pearly white's showing. "Te cortare las pelotas si me das esa mirada de nuevo."

"I'm going to get us some more drinks," Sami said, looking over at Sasha as she nodded, agreeing to come with him to order some more shots for the table. Once Becky moved out of the booth, Sasha and Sami left to go get another round of drinks while Becky sat back down.

It wasn't long until Sami came back with their shots on a round platter, "Drink's all around!" Sami exclaimed setting down the round of shots on the table and slid in next to Sasha.

Logan smirked and grabbed one of the drinks, not wasting any time downing it. "So Becky, how's the apartment hunting coming along?" Logan asked, growing interest in her bestfriend's life since she had recently learned that Becky had recently gotten into a relationship.

She remembered Sasha talking to Becky over the phone about getting her own place, and Logan took this opportunity to branch out her friends and gain more. Becky put the shot down on the table, a little harder than usual.

"Good," She replied, her voice going a little sluggish due to the amount of alcohol that she had consumed before Logan and Sasha arrived. "I actually found a place this morning,"

Logan nodded but a frown came onto her lips. "I'm pretty sure that I'm the only one who still lives in their hotel room." 

 Finn turned his head to look over at her, clearly interested in what she had to say. "You don't have a place of yer own?" he questioned. 

 Logan's brown eyes gazed back into his own blue ones and she shook her head in response, while her nails tapped on her glass cup. "No, I lived with my parents while I was healing since I couldn't be alone for the majority of that time, and now that I work full time - just haven't had the time to really look for a place." she finished, putting the glass to her lips.

"You always got a place in my home," Seth looked over at her.

Logan smiled over at him in appreciation. "I know, It would just be weird after everything that happened between us," She told him honestly and Seth nodded, understanding what she said.

In all honesty, it would have been weird since they were not together anymore but she still knew that the offer stood whenever she needed it. And Logan appreciated that from Seth, even though what had happened between them.

All of a Sudden, one of Sasha's favorite song started in the club and she gasped, "Guys, this is one of my favorite songs," She began to tug on Becky's arm in excitement as the remix of Tinashe - Hot and Vulnerable started to pick up.

'How you like me now, do I turn you on?'

"That's like a song you fuck too," Logan said before downing another shot which made Sasha roll her eyes and tug on her arm after she exited the booth. "It's also a song which we can dance slutty to," Sasha shot back and gestured towards the dancefloor and yanked on Logan's arm, forcing her out of the booth which made her shot glass fall from her hand and shatter on the floor.

She almost cared, but the amount of alcohol that started to cloud her brain told her other things, like to get her ass over to that dancefloor and start dancing along with Sasha and Becky.

Sasha's arm rested itself onto Logan's shoulder as both of their hips swayed to the sensual music, and Logan flicked her hair towards the booth were all the guys were watching the three of them with tiny smiles on their faces.

"Don't stop looking at me,"

Finn's eyes caught hold of Logan's brown ones as her hips swayed, turning around to have her back facing Sasha. Logan bit down on her bottom lip as her own hand traveled away at her exposed flesh.

"She's looking at you, mate." Seth leaned over Dean's head, catching Finn's attention which made him straighten out his back. Finn shook it off, not believing that a girl like her would go for someone like him.

"If you don't dance with her, I will," Sami pointed out but when Finn's eyes returned to Logan's frame, she was dancing with another but the uncomfortable look that appeared on her face told him that he had to get involved.

The man was trying to grab hold of her, but Logan pushed him off time and time again, but to no prevail would the man take the hint.

Finn moved from the seat and started walking towards Logan and the much older man trying to grab hold of her lace skirt to pull it slightly up. "Hey, it's clear she don't wanna dance wit ya." Finn grabbed hold of Logan's shoulders and she brought herself into the curve of his left arm.

The older man looked down at Logan, and it was clear to how much his breath stank of liquor and weed that he was completely out of his mind. "I think the young lady could speak for herself," He said but Finn could barely hear him over the pumping music, instead he pushed on the man's chest, making him almost loose his footings.

"I think I made it pretty clear, she doesn't want ta dance wit ya." Finn told him again, but this time with much of a stern voice, and darkened eyes. The man only took one more look at Logan, and turned the other way.

Logan pulled herself out of Finn's safe arms and turned to face him, "Thanks, but you didn't need to do that." She told him while pulling him closer so she could yell in his ear, making sure he had heard her.

Finn shook it off, "He probably wouldn't of let ya alone if I didn't step in," He told her as his hands slowly slid down to her hips unintentionally. Logan's spine shivered not because it was cold in the club, but because of the electrifying shock she had felt from Finn's hands feeling her bare skin.

"You wanna go get a round of shots?" Logan asked him as a new song she didn't know came on. "I'm not feeling this music right now." She told him and when he nodded, her smile lit up the whole room. Her hand slid into his and together they walked towards the bar, pushing through the crowd.

The bartender brought them three shots each, and Logan clinked their first shots together, downing them while sitting on the barstool. "You're not the type to really party are you?" Logan asked when she noticed Finn's eyes glance around the club, and when they returned on her; he shrugged.

"Not really, I rather stay home and do other things." He replied back to her as he put his empty shot glass back on the table.

Logan kneeled against the counter of the bar, "What other things?" She pressed him, wanting to more about this famous Finn Balor.

Finn smiled slightly, his shyness getting the better of him. "It's a little stupid, really." He told her, looking over at her while a cheeky grin crept on her features.

"I promise I won't make fun," She bumped his shoulder with hers as she slid his next shot towards him. "Drink up," She told him and he smiled.

Finn downed the shot and clenched his teeth from the amount of alcohol that went down his throat. That defiantly wasn't a normal sized shot. "I build Legos," He told her, not really wanting to look over at her, afraid that she would make fun of that.

Logan only found this intriguing, the Demon King himself had a kiddish side to him. "That sounds like fun, I like to draw.." She told him, making Finn look back at her with piercing blue eyes. "I mean, I'm not very good at it but I still try."

She told him with a smile as she grabbed hold of her last shot and together, all three shots were down the hatch and Logan's mind started getting fuzzy.

Another song that she knew came on next and Logan got off the bar stool and grabbed hold of Finn's hand, shooting him a playful eye as she lead him to the dance floor. Her arm wrapped around Finn's neck as her hips started swaying to the beat of the music. 

A.N;

This chapter was a blast to make. I had fun capturing Logan's playful personality and getting her to know Finn a bit more. Comment below and tell me what you liked best of this chapter, and how are you liking Logan?

ALSO, the Spanish translations are below, I'm not Spanish and the translations are from Google so. Yeh.

"Si, fue mi primer idioma."

Yes, It's my first language.

"Te cortare las pelotas si me das esa mirada de nuevo."

I'll cut your balls off if you give me that look again."

(also, Logan's two-piece since I know I will get asked about what she wore)

(finn be looking delicious in that gif.)