Aaron POV continued
I ran to my room. I was burning in anger just minutes ago, but now it has turned to sadness. First, I was heartbroken, but now I couldn't feel my heart anymore. Why does he have to take every freaking thing from me? The time I saw him in her eyes, he told me if I needed a chance I should try that school even though I know James was there too. Still, I followed just because of her but knowing everything he still did.
Why the fuck is he doing this to me?
Why? Do I look like a pushover? Why do I cry and tell him because he took the one I love? Maybe it is because he always feels happy whenever he takes one of my things. It was the same as the first time I was happy with my mark and ran to show dad my mark report, but I found him beside me holding his mark report and getting patted by him.
