Logan stopped his car in front of the main door of his house. The house was quiet and still. The front door was shut tight, the lights were on, but still that didn't light up the house. Instead, he felt the house was very dark. As dark as his heart.
Logan took a deep breath. He removed the seat belt that was wrapped around his body and then looked at Riley who had passed out next to him.
You're a monster!
Riley's words danced in his mind. He was a monster. He even used his hand to hurt Riley. He had beaten Riley just because he didn't like hearing Riley's loud cries.
Logan stared at his fists clenched on the steering wheel. Those were the hands he had used to kill those he hated. Those were the hands he used to hit Riley. Logan suddenly felt disgusted with himself. He hated being born
