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Logan felt annoyed that his dad interrupting his peaceful time once more. Why couldn't he just let him be?! He brushed off the question and continued to watch. He loved watching people getting the shit beat out of them. It was only recently that Logan had begun to learn how to fight. Of course, his parent's didn't know. They would probably freak out and lecture him about turning the other cheek. Fuck the other cheek! People who need to get the shit beat out of them deserve to get fucked up!
He could feel the anger boil up in him once more. He gripped the seat cushion firmly as he turned his head to see his dad still there, with that fucking smile on his face. "Of course I like this stuff! What kind of a dumb question is that?" He looked back at the tv. "See, you know nothing about me." Logan muttered under his breath. He really wanted to be with his mom right now, not his useless dad. He looked back at him in disgust. He had all those muscles, but all he was was a big fucking pussy.
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