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~One Week Later; Kendall is still 12 and Logan is still 11~

The blonde sneaked outside bringing some gauze, rubbing alcohol, and Neosporin with him. Logan waited on the porch, wincing in pain. His friend feared that his cut wound had gotten infected. Worry was written all over his face as he slipped out from the house and sat next to the injured boy.

"How are you doing, Logie?" Kendall questioned.

Logan whimpered, "N-not that good…i-it really hurts."

"I'm hoping this'll help…it might sting right now though, but it'll make the cut heal." Kendall ripped open a packet of the rubbing alcohol and pulled out one of the small square shaped cloths, bringing it to Logan's arm. He rolled up the boy's sleeve and started to slowly rub the alcohol sheet over the cut, hoping it'd clean it out.

Logan had to bit his lip to prevent himself from yelling. It hurt so badly. The liquid seeped into his skin and made everything burn to the point where it felt as if he couldn't move. Tears trickled down his face as he waited for Kendall to be finished with this.

"I'm sorry, Logie Bear." Kendall whispered, "Almost done…I promise."

After only one more swipe Kendall put away the rubbing alcohol and picked up the Neosporin instead. He squirted a heap of the substance onto the cut and then took the gauze, wrapping the wound carefully; not carefully enough, though. Kendall moved his hand a little bit, by accidently hitting the gash. Logan groaned in agony.

"I'm sorry, Logan." Kendall shot back quickly.

"I-it's ok…I-I know y-you didn't m-mean it." Logan sniffled. Why was this even happening to him? What did he ever do to deserve this emotional and physical abuse? Kendall could notice that the younger boy was growing sadder as the time passed, and it wasn't the cut that was causing his tears.

"Things will get better…" Kendall pulled the boy onto his lap and ran his fingers through his friend's hair.

Good chapter? There's more written if you guys want me to post it ;) LOL!

xoxo

~EMiLY