friday knights

30 ... ae!pathy

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30

☊ | track twenty-four—under the sun

"I DON'T GET WHY you never eat the wings at Wingstop. You take the origin right from the title," CJ scoffed at his little sister playfully whilst passing her the iconic buffalo and ranch fries. Amira shrugged and grabbed a plastic fork, her stomach growling at the smell of the delicious food. She'd been craving WingStop for days now and finally talked CJ into going out and providing her wishes. The nearest one was a forty-five-minute drive and back, but since he loved her and she was still hesitant on leaving the building, he didn't mind as much as he would've if she were just being lazy. "Chicken tenders are superior."

"And don't criticize me."

CJ guffawed and sat her drink on the nightstand beside her bed then kissed her forehead to which she made a face and grumbled, "Don't treat me like dad."

"As your older—hella attractive brother, it's my job," Amira scoffed and shoved at him playfully before grabbing her phone. "Waiting for your boyfriend?"

She was taken aback almost before remembering she tells him everything about her life. She sometimes forgot that CJ wasn't only her brother, but her best friend.

"He's not my boyfriend...yet." She whispered lastly.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"I got it," She hopped up and paused midway to the door. "I think," She brushed her shrinkage hair in front of her eye, covering as much as possible though the other bruises were noticeable. "You want me to get it?" CJ rubbed his sister's back in comfort. Amira shook her head. "No I have to learn that people are going to see it or hear about it regardless," She shrugged. "And I can't stop it. What happened is forever a part of me."

CJ sucked in a breath. "It don't gotta be."

"The last one was—still...is."

Heading to the door, she took a moment before opening it. "Hey," She smiled in relief and stepped out of the room, shutting it softly. "Hey," He muttered hoarsely.

The second the door opened, Carter was heartbroken more than angry at the moment. What CJ told him replayed in his mind and all he could do was picture Amira with some guy older than her, taking advantage and abusing her for a whole year. Imagining her trapped with someone in a loveless abusive relationship, sent unwanted goosebumps all around.

He didn't understand how she went on and remained so strong and forgetful. He admired her for her strength.

But it still didn't change the fact that she's been abused before. 'How could anyone ever hurt you in any way?' He kept asking the same question over and over in his head as he stared down at her. Since the moment she arrived on campus, he'd spent countless miserable times watching guys fuck her over and it had been torture. For both of them.

Countless times he'd threaten guys and then ask them that one simple question. And their answers were almost all the same. "She was easy.", "She falls fast, it was easy.", "Others bagged her so apparently she's easy."

Easy. Easy. Easy. What bound to go to hell fucks.

Everyone treated her like she were an object that looked interesting at first glance then, once you have it, it becomes boring and unwanted after a while. Others treated her like trash whilst he'd been longing to treat her like diamonds. She isn't easy and she never was.