Aaron
It was dark. You could feel how dark it was, how empty. Voices echoed throughout.
"AARON BARNES!"
It would echo for a minute.
"I DID NOT RAISE YOU TO BE GAY!".
"YOU WILL BE FUCKING SORRY!".
The voices started to overlap, my dad screaming at me. They would echo, overlap, and get louder every time.
"GAY PEOPLE ARE FUCKING DISGUSTING!".
I started to hear my heartbeat. The echoes, the overlap, my heartbeat.
I opened my eyes, and I was back at the club.
Ty smiled at me, "You drunk enough?".
I didn't answer.
He looked concerned, "What's wrong?".
I looked over to my right, my dad was standing right beside me. He looked furious.
He swung at me.
Everything went black, and I woke up. I was gasping for air. I shot up from my pillow to sit up. I was in my bed, in my house.
My phone lit up.
Ethan
"They just gave dad his sentence. Life without parole, thanks a lot faggot".
I turned my phone off, but I still felt terrified. I started crying. I screamed, and threw my phone against the wall. It shattered into a million pieces.
I got out of bed and went to the living room. My smokes were still on the dining table where I left them. So, I sat on the couch and lit one.
I watched the snow fall. Of course, Christmas Eve and it's snowing. All I could think about was sweet little Ava. Whenever I was over, she would always talk about how excited she was for Christmas.
I used to like Christmas. It was never my favourite, but it always meant money coming in. Markus and dad are in prison, and Ethan refuses to come anywhere near me.
I don't like seeing Ty anymore.
I don't know why I don't, but I get a really horrible feeling every time I do. I love him a lot, and I care about him horribly. I cry every time I think about him.
I then realized I had tears falling down my face. Smoking a cigarette, watching the snow, and not realizing I was crying.
I chugged the rest of my drink from last night and poured another.
Ty
I woke up and I could hear people downstairs. I got up and out of bed. Ava ran out of her room and downstairs, Juli soon followed.
I went downstairs and started yelling the first Christmas song that came to mind. Ava joined me, then we danced around the living room.
Jess laughed a little, "You two are a bunch of goofs. Come on, breakfast is ready".
We all went and grabbed a plate, then sat down at the kitchen table.
"It's snowing on Christmas Eve, isn't it nice?" Ava asked.
I nodded, "It'll be nice to get out and have a snowball fight".
She smiled.
Juli took a second, "I'll join too".
"For the fact that it's a fun game or the word fight?" I looked at him.
Juli smirked.
Jess sighed, "Don't encourage him".
