Past

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Zander POV:

The brown eyes I've learn to adore has gloss in them. The chubby cheeks with a tent of rose turns red, the soft, plump lips that I could kiss forever pouts.

"Wanna talk about it?" I asked, making him look at me by grabbing his jaw. "Will it affect us?" I see all the uncertainty in his eyes. "Nothing could."

"Um... when I was younger... my mom was a drug addict along with drinking. She would take it out on me, hitting me until my skin would start to peel, until she was satisfied. I-I was only about five or six, so I passed out. One time she made me sleep outside and I almost got ate by a fox. My mother was a horrible, cruel person. Father left her because he wasn't ready to have kids. After she had me, she went out to the club to steal drinks and leave me with babysitters until I was five. When she would get angry she called me and h-hit me or smash the glass on the wall, leaving all that to me to clean up," Andy let a single tear fall from him eyes as he talked about it.

"But then that's where Ezra comes in, she's been with me since I was practically in my mothers stomach. Ezra mom was friends with mines, so they would come over just to get stoned. Ezra had some trauma, but it isn't my story to tell. She protected me when no one did. She may have been five years older than me, but she still managed to fight off all the bullies that had called me names. I was and will forever be beyond happy with her," he continued.

"You don't have to know how I'm blind if you don't want too," Andy looked at me. "Tell me everything, sweetheart," he blushed, nodding.

"I was coming home from school one day when I saw a flowe yard or whatever. I decided to give one to my mom because I still loved her, even after everything she did to me. When I entered, she was talking to Ezra's mom, drinking. We both knew better than to talk to our moms without permission, but as the stupid little thing I am, I talked to her. She slapped me. With a glass bottle," his breathing hiked, sweat covering his forehead. "Hey, it's okay, I'm here," I gave him shoulder a tight squeeze.

He got up, sitting on my lap.

"It hurt. It really hurt, but I kept smiling, even when she pulled my hair. I got a knife sharp and cut her arm open, yet she managed to slice a piece of glass over my eyes. Ezra's mom apologize for everything she did to us. By that time, Ezra was by my side, helping me," he finished. I hugged him close to me.

His mother was a bitch. An utterly useless monster. How could she do such a thing? To such a precious boy... my boy. Just because she didn't want to grieve? She deserved to die. All my childhood I thought every other kid had an amazing life like me, but no. This proves that he was wrong. So fucking wrong.

"Then I got raped at foster care," he laughed. "I was thirteen. He was forty-three."

"Okay, Zander is super hot, but I just ran into Ajax and when I tell you that, that man-" Ezra looks at our position. "And I interrupting something- oh, you're watching criminal minds, of course I am! But Spencer..." she starts to rant.

"Sorry, I'm Ezra Rosebery," Ezra held out her hand. "Sit, girly," Andy laughed. She took of her shoes, sitting next to us. "What'd I miss?!" Ezra immediately asked.

"We're dating now," I told her. "O.M.G! ANDYYY!" She screamed. "SHUT UP!" A voice next door yelled. "SORRY MR. PETERSON!" Andy yelled back. "Crank old people," that earned Ezra a hit to her thigh.

"So, when are you two gonna hit it?" She wiggles her eyebrows. "What?" Andy asked, clearly confused. She sighed, rolling her eyes.

She turned around, hugging herself and moving her hands around, making kissy sounds. "Mm, Andy!" She moaned. "Z-Zander I'm close!"

Ezra turned around. "Get it?" She asked, tapping his dick. "Don't touch my-"

"I helped you change and use the bathroom. It was horrible. Do you not know that you had horrifying aim? I had to hold it. Ew." She shudder.

"Can we not talk about that? Plus, I had a cloth wrapped around my eyes! I was all the way blind,"

"We haven't do it yet either," Ezra glares at me. "He's a virgin , so take realll good care of him or else you won't live to see the day of light. Starting with the dick," Ezra whispered in my ear.

Life laugh Ezra❤️

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