now sat in jail. How I believed that them serving twenty something years for murdering
my brother wasn’t good enough. I had cried so much and it didn’t
change a thing. I gave up.
Marcus wanted to be with us
and now all I had left was just bitter
memories. Sometimes I thought about how, even if he were here, he
would be gone traveling, so, either way, I wouldn’t have
him.
“ I’m really sorry, Eve,” Evan
said, rubbing my arm, trying to make me feel better.
“ Don’t be, you didn’t do it. You
don’t say sorry for something you didn’t do. I don’t like sorry,” I
insisted, leaning my head on his chest.
“ No, but I do apologize. You don’t
have your brother- probably a brother that was better than Gray.”
He mumbled the last part under his breath.
“ Yeah he was a lot better. Tell me
something about you now.”
“ Okay, see this
scar?” He pulled me off him and lifted his shirt. There was a large mark right below his bellybutton and a
scar, one that seemed almost like a burn
or something, and the other like an old wound of some sort. I
touched the scar. It wasn’t smooth like the rest of his
skin.
“ Wow, pretty gnarly. You have a
great battle story to go with it?”
“ I never told you I met my real
dad when I lived with my mom. Well, my replacement mom. He came to
see me when I was like, five. Took me out on his bike. No helmet or
anything. He was plastered and we crashed into a ravine. I don’t
really recall everything, I just know that I skidded on my
stomach.”
“ Wow, you’re lucky to be
alive.”
He nodded. “Yeah that’s not all.
Once we crashed, he tried to drown me.” He laughed a nervous laugh,
pulling his shirt down.
I pulled it back up, touching the
scar again, and then looked up at him. “You were one tough kid.
Your bastard dad couldn’t even kill you as a five year old. That’s
truly amazing.” We laughed.
“ I just never could figure out why
a man would want to drown his own kid. I mean, Donna said he was
like, eighteen or something when I was five, so that would have
made him way young. But still I could never hurt my own
kid.”
He put his hand over mine on his
stomach. I kissed his hand and nestled my head back into his
chest.
“ Your scar makes you who you are.
I really don’t have any, but I think yours is super
cool.”
Chapter 10
Stumble
It was so dark outside of
Evan’s house. I stayed close to him as the wind howled and the rain
beat against the windows. Evan was asleep
snoring lightly, his chest rising and falling. I listened to the
clock tick until it became so rhythmic I started to doze off
myself. I kept fighting it because I wasn’t sure I wanted to stay.
I hadn’t told my parents I was not coming home, nor would they
appreciate me being out this long with Evan.
My phone buzzed in my
pocket, which was between Evan’s body and me. He jolted up, giving a small groan. I flipped the phone
open, the light blinding me in the
darkness.
“ Hello?” I whispered into the
phone. Evan cleared his throat sitting up even more, I tried to
stay leaning against him but he moved me off of him getting
up.
“ Eve, it’s Gray. Mom and Dad are
locking up and want to know where you are.” He more stated this
than talked to me like a human being.
“ I’m over Evan’s. He fell asleep.
It’s late so …I, uh, just think I’ll sleep on his couch and come
home tomorrow.”
“ You’re not coming home? Are you
nuts?” he asked me, scoffing into the phone.
“ No, it’s a long drive to expect
someone to make when they’re half asleep.”
“ Yeah, well, maybe he should have
thought about that before he had you out so long.”
“ Well maybe you should just
respect my choice and leave me be Gray,” I snapped, punching Evan’s
couch pillow.
Evan came up grabbing my phone in
the blink of an eye. I jumped almost out of my skin as he flew out
of the darkness at me like a bat out of hell. I grabbed his arm,
but he batted me away.
“ I can