jumped me, I hurt them more than they hurt me.” Logan grunted. “Prick. Prick. Prick. He’s a super prick…in my asshole.” Nate and I paused, glanced at Logan, and then skipped over that one. I said, “Sebastian always gets his way. He pushes people around to do what he wants, and I didn’t do what he wanted. He wanted to control me, and I said no. Every time he’s tried to hurt me, it hasn’t worked.” I sighed. “I don’t want Sam to be a part of this. At all.” Logan and Nate gazed at me. Nate nodded, saying, “Fine with me.”
