Chapter 3: I don't care about you

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Logan opened up the door and walked up to see the crying boy before him.

"E-em.. Mom... Dad.." Was all the boy kept sobbing out.

The words of his father would not get out of his head, Logan didn't feel to sympathetic to the boy. But the cries of this.. Stranger somehow made him feel a pang in his heart. But he couldn't let that show.

"Be quiet. You're interrupting my business." Logan said while glaring at Patton.

Patton looked up at the figure and cried more "P-please don't hurt them.. I'd rather you kill me than you hurt them."

This caught Logan off guard, but he remained with a cold and stern expression. "Then you listen too me, and be quiet. Cry, I do not care, but do not sob so the whole mansion can hear you."

Patton tried to be quiet and tried to hold in his sobs but to no avail "S-sorry.."

'Why is he apologizing?' Logan thought internally "Just relax."

Patton tried to catch his breathe from how badly he was crying and soon relaxed "Th-thank you- Um- What is your name again?"

'How is he asking my name in this situation?!'

"That is none of your concern." He replied coldly.

"Oh, okay, well my name is Patton! I'd shake your hand but as you can see I'm tied up!" Pat said in a creaky voice due to kiss sobs prior this conversation.

Logan glanced at him up and down, wondering of why Patton would be kind(?) in this case.

"So what can I'd call you?" The bubbly boy asked.

"Nothing, we aren't supposed to even be talking to each other."

"Why not?"

Logan was surprised at this response "You have been kidnapped and we are your kidnappers, not your acquaintances."

"Then I wanna be your friend!" Patton beamed.

Logan didn't understand. What has that word meant? This was something his tutor had never taught him before.

"No, we won't be- Whatever you said. Not at all." He replied while walking away, a cold demeanor just radiating off of him.

"Okay then... But that doesn't mean I won't try!"

Logan glanced back and said "You could, but most likely to no avail." And left while closing the door. He made his way up to the library which was close to his room, and sat down in his chair.

He ruffled his hair and laughed a bit saying "I don't care about you."

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