Tonight Will Be The Night, I Will Fall For You

I am so stupid. Why did I even chance saying that?

Because I'm stupid.

He sat there, staring at me expectantly.

"It just does." Simply put, please don't ask me for more information.

"But why does it suck?"

Someone is particularly nosy. I'm just not gonna tell him.

"I don't believe it's any of your business."

His eyes widened for half a second, then his face returned to normal. But as I stared into his big, brown eyes, I could see I had hurt him.

"My parents are just bad people Nick. It's not that bad." I sighed.

I know, I'm powerless. He turned away.

"How bad?"

"Just bad Nick, just bad." I stated.

I thought back to some of the good times we had had. The time at the zoo, for my fifth birthday. The family reunion where we did karoke. The time we went to Daytona Beach and watch Carl Edwards win the Sprint Cup. Good times.

The bad times began to creep into my mind.

The time Mom got mad and burned me repeatedly with lighted cigarettes. The time Dad snuck into my room when I was nine, and did...bad things to me with his fingers. The time when I was only eleven and I was left home alone for a week, no food or anything. Walking in on my mom having sex with those men.

There were so many things that drifted through my mind.

Somehow, Nick's arm ended up around me, and I was crying into his shoulder. How it happened, I have no idea, but I'm glad it did.

Joe opened the door and scoffed.

"Nick, get away from that trash. Now." his voice was stern.

Trash? Excuse me!

I stood and glared at him.

"I'm sorry. What was that?"

"I wasn't addressing you, you stupid whore. Using my brother like a piece of meat."

I smiled and laughed.

"Is that what you think?"

He rolled his eyes and nodded.

Okay.

I took two steps forward.

Okay.