Isaac Robinson (Currently Being Edited)

Chapter 54

I looked at cars that drove by us, letting my thoughts wonder as the car finally started to move. I stood silent throughout the whole ride, all I was able to hear was the sirens of the police car as it followed close behind. I almost forgot Layton was next to me until he shook me.

"What?" I looked away from the car window to face him.

"You don't have to play the strong guy, its just the two of us, it's okay."

I just scoffed quietly. "I don't know what you're talking about." I looked back at the windows, rolling it open to let the cold breeze hit me.

As hurt as I felt over what happened to Chase, over the fact I could've lost him if Layton didn't come and intervene, I didn't like being emotional, not even around my own friends, so imagine someone I hardly fucking know?

"You just witnessed your friend almost get killed, how the can you not feel bad?" Layton questioned, I kept my eyes on the half rolled down window, especially now that my eyes started to water. I let the wind dry them away, only for the tears to get replaced with new ones as he continued.

"Listen to me," He began to say in a gentle tone.

"I was once your age, and I was a lot like you. I bottled up my emotions, and you know what that brought me? Pain, it wasn't until a few years when I lost a comrade that I wasn't able to hold my emotions back anymore. And you know what?"

There was a few moments of silence, I looked at him. Even though I didn't say anything, that was enough for him to know I wanted him to continue.

"After I finally let all those feelings out, I finally felt free. Things got better. Not only because those feelings were no longer buried inside and eating their way out, but because I got the support I needed from my family and friends. If you don't let your feelings out, nobody's going to realize your struggling, and sometimes, that's what you need to do."

I wish this was the kinda stuff I had people around me tell me as I grew up. But it wasn't. My whole life its always been the, "Crying is for the weak," or, "You're pathetic." "Grow some balls." Shit like that.

Now that I was hearing the complete opposite of what I was used to hearing, it almost felt like a trap, a trap to lure me in. My body started shaking like crazy as I let myself shed tears as I thought about Chase. If that old asshole didn't do what he did, he wouldn't have spent so much time in prison, nor would he be rushed in the hospital right now.

I'm sorry Chase.

I wanted to scream it out loud in hopes of the words making their way to his ears, but I know that isn't possible. I kept my back turned away from Layton as I let myself shed as much tears as I needed to.

"Isaac, look at me."

I looked back at him, not bothering to wipe the tears away. I felt comfortable around the dude, despite hardly knowing him. "Come here."

I froze as he hugged me, despite not knowing me that well, or the fact that I fucking killed someone he was hugging me. Why?!

"Chase is gonna be alright, I promise you." Despite the fact I hardly knew this man, I was putting all my trust on him by letting him hug me the same way only very few people were allowed to.

I take in a huge breath as I feel a new built up of sadness start to form, this was bringing me flashbacks of Matthew. No matter how long its been since he's passed away, I would never forget the closest fatherly figure I had in my life.