Chapter Thirteen
1496 Words
(Evan's Pov)
I woke up to my arms hurting. I opened my eyes and looked around, this room seems familiar... I sat up but Brandon came running in and gently pushed me back down. "Don't move to much." He said. I glared at him and said
"What are you f*****g doing here?" I said angrily. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"This... this is my room." He said. I looked around and saw I was in Brandon's bed.
"Why am I here?" I asked. He looked at me confused.
"Evan, you passed out in the woods, you don't remember that?" He said. I rolled my eyes and said
"I remember that, I also remember wishing I was dead, but look who came to my f*****g rescue! Of course you had to be the one to mess it up!" I said and glared at him. He shrunk back a little and bit his lip.
"I couldn't let you just lay there and die." Brandon said. I rolled my eyes and said
"You could've, you just chose not to."
"You know most people would ne thanking me for saving them." Brandon said.
"Yeah thanks, thanks for keeping me in this Hell they call earth. Thank you for practically telling everyone about my dad and thank you for ruining my life!" I said. He looked hurt but it's not like I gave a s**t. I wasn't even going to die, I just was going to be passed out for a few hours. If he really thought I was going to die, we would've been at the hospital.
"Look Evan, you have no idea how bad i feel about saying that, I don't know what came over me. I know that it's not your fault your dad is abusive." He said.
"I know it's not my fault but it just isn't fair! Why do you get to have a perfect life?! And my life has to be s**t! What did I ever do to deserve this! I took care of my family! I took care of my brother! I did everything right!" By this time I was crying my eyes out. "But no! All I am is a stupid broken teenager!" I sobbed. Brandon looked at me and crawled on the bed. He wrapped his arms around me and I cried into his neck.
"Shhhh Evan, your going to be alright." Brandon said.
"I'm sorry Brandon, for everything. You have no idea how much I just want to kill myself to get rid of the guilt. I never wanted to hurt you, I was just a stupid asshole." I cried.
"Evan calm down, I don't care about that. That's in the past. You don't want to kill yoursef you just need a little help to realize it."
"Help? I'm so broken I'm beyond help." I sobbed. He lifted my head up and stared into my watery silver eyes with his soft brown ones.
"Your not broken... your... your just a little bent." He said and gave me soft smile. I laughed a little and said
"Yeah, just a little bent." I said.
"There you go." He said.
"But... but what about my dad?" I said
"Evan, you need to tell someone." He said.
"But I'll have no where to go." I said.
"You can stay with us, I'm sure they won't mind once we tell them why." I smiled and bit my lip.
"O-okay." I said nervously. He grabbed my hand and guided me downstairs.
"Evan dear, are you feeling better?" Mrs. Cammy said.
"Yes, thank you." I said.
"Your lucky Brandon found you, he said you tripped and fell and hit your head." Mr. Peter said.
"Yeah, I um guess I passed out." I said. They nodded and we sat down on the other couch across from them. Brandon said
"We have a serious promblem and need help." They both gave us worried looks. "Evan here is um, he's being abused at home.." They gasped and turned to me.
"Evan, why didn't you tell somebody!" Mrs. Cammy said.
"I was scared..." I whispered.
"Evan, you do realize we have to call the police. And you can stay with us if you want." Mr, Peter said.
"Yes please." I said. They got up and hugged me making tears well up in my eyes.
"Evan, what's wrong?" Mrs. Cammy said.
"I'm just happy." I said. They smiled and then went into the kitchen to call the police. I turned to Brandon and hugged him.
"I'm so sorry. I never meant anything I said today in school." I said.
"It's okay, I understand that you were just mad. I'm sorry for everything I did too." He said.
"Brandon?"
"Yeah?"
"Can.... can I kiss you?" I said. He smiled and nodded. I slowly leaned in and kissed him. His lips were soft and it felt amazing. I pulled back and Brandon's eyes fluttered open.
"Does... does this mean were dating again?"
"We never stopped." I said. He smiled and hugged me.
"Boys! You two should go out since we'll be discussing with the police."
"Okay mom!" Brandon said.
We went outside and I took Brandon's hand and said
"I want to go to the park." He agreed and we walked to the park. Once there I saw Rider and his band.
"Hey Evan, Brandon!" Rider called us over. We walked over and he smiled at us,
"Hey." We both said.
"I see you two are together again." He said.
"You heard about that?" I groaned.
"Yeah, don't worry though the rumors will die down." He said.
"Good, so what are you guys doing here?" Brandon said.
"Well we were going to practice but then we didn't have you guys with us but now since your here we can." He said. We nodded and walked to his house with them. He opened the garage door and handed Brandon a guitar and me the mic.
"We're doing the song Sarcasm by Get scared. Can you scream?" Rider said. I nodded and he smiled. The drummer, Ronnie, counted us off and we started playing.
"You've got me shaking from the way you're talking
My heart is breaking but there's no use crying
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die
Sticks and stones could break my bones
But anything you say will only fuel my lungs
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death.
You could be the corpse and I could be the killer
If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner
You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer
Everything you say is like music to my ears
You could be the corpse and I could be the killer
If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner
You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer
Everything you say is like music to my, music to my ears
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death
(Before an audience)
Failure find me
To tie me up now
'Cause I'm as bad, as bad as it gets
Failure find me
To hang me up now
By my neck cause I'm a fate worse than death
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death." I smiled and Ronnie said
"That was awesome!"
"Yeah it was!" Rider said.
"Were going to be signed in no time!" Jamie said. I smiled and nodded. Yeah, we'll be signed in no time!
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