"The only thing that keeps me sane is either violence or fucking... so unless you wanna bend over for me, I suggest you let me go." He whispered harshly against my neck, pressing me more against the wall with his body, making my breath hitch.
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Anaya POV:
*Present*
Numb...
Sympathy...
Shocked...
I didn't know how to describe the emotions that were rushing through me right now. I couldn't find the right words to describe how I was feeling after hearing everything Caden had just told me. My body and mind were completely numb as I stood there trying to process everything. A part of me didn't want to accept what I had come to know. A part of me was hoping that none of what I had gotten to know was the truth.
How could one person deal with so many bad things happening to him all at once in life?
Looking up, my blue eyes locked with dark ones that were already staring at me. No words were spoken between us. We just stood there looking at each other, bathing in each other's presence, both of us lost in our own thoughts. I didn't know what to say to him. Usually, I always had something to say, some advice to give, comfort to offer, yet at this moment, I couldn't bring myself to form the right words.
What do I say to someone who has been through so much over such a short span of time, at such a young age?
Dropping his gaze first, Caden turned around, facing away from me while running his fingers through his hair. His other hand shaking slightly at his side and I could tell his fingers were itching to light a cigarette. In such a short span of time, I had come to know so much about him; even the tiniest details about him.
Caden found solace in smoking; that much was clear to me. Whenever he was tensed, I had seen him smoking so it was explainable that his body was pushing him towards lighting one now. I always wondered why people smoked, why they chose to harm themselves willingly but being around Caden, I had learnt a lot. Yes, smoking was bad but I guess his reason for smoking was worse. He smoked to forget, to ease his pain.
That just showed me how little I knew about the world we lived in. I only saw everything and everyone based on my own opinions, based on what I had been taught my whole life. I never put in any effort trying to see things from some body else's perspective. Caden made that possible for me. Being around him has taught me so much, made me aware of things around me more. Caden manages to push me out of my comfort zone without even realizing what his doing. It started with me wanting to help him. But now... Caden was unconsciously helping me.
Listening to his side of the story gave me an insight into his world. A world that was full of darkness and loneliness. No wonder he didn't let anyone in, why he chose to suffer through his demons alone. Caden King was hurting. My heart ached for the beautifully broken boy in front of me.
Stepping ahead, I linked my fingers through his, shocking both Caden and myself. His fingers were slightly cold to the touch, making goose bumps erupt through my skin. Caden was hurting so much and there was no one there to understand him, help him and be there for him. I wanted to be that for him. But for that I needed to know everything. He hadn't told me everything and as much as I respected his wishes to keep some secrets to himself, for Caden that wasn't good. He had spent so much time alone, dealing with everything by himself, it was hurting him, breaking him and I couldn't stand by watching as it broke him fully.
