Last Day Before The Event

(Aarons POV)

I wanted to cry. So hard.

I was behind the big glass doors, hunched over in a corner where Evan couldn't see me. I was silently listening to him cry. I wanted to beat my mother and myself up.

How could I be so ignorant? I knew that what was happening was hard for Evan to take in, but I didn't realise that he was suffering this much.

Listening to him cry and wail shattered my heart into millions of tiny little unfixable pieces. I wanted to get over there. I wanted to hug him and tell him that everything was going to be fine, but that would be a lie. A lie that Evan could easily detect and shove to the back of his head.

"The only time I let my guard down and let myself have fun and live my life, I get kidnapped and ruled around like a worthless pice of trash." Evans voice was barely audible to me, but still loud enough for me to hear.

"What has my life become?.." Was the next thing he said. And that was the last drop.