Chapter 15

Logan

Past

"Will you sit still?!" Ethan growls at me. He is holding a tissue dipped with alcohol. Bastard already cleaned the cut on my chin with it, and it stung like a motherfucker. I'm not about to listen to him and let him burn my face off. "Stop moving around, Logan! Please!"

With forced peacefulness, I sit entirely still in one booth over at Mcdonald's restaurant. I'm grumpy about this entire situation. My fries are probably already cold, but Ethan is determined to clean my face. I fought Henry and won against the bloke, but not without something that looks like it could turn into a black eye tomorrow and some minor cuts on my face.

Beating him was worth it, though.

"Ouch! That stings!" I close my eyes, shuddering at the burning sensation on my face. This pain is worse than the one Henry gave me. "Do it quicker!"

Ethan laughs. "You're such a baby! Sit still and let me work!"

I crack an eye open. Ethan is practically in my