Afraid to Love

Chapter 34

Chapter 34;

Authors Note; this chapter will have sex related things in it, so read at your own risk.

*Carsons POV*

Alec, Bentley, Makenzie, and I all ran as far away from her house as possible. We didn't even go back to the abandon house, because we were afraid her dad would search through that neighborhood. We didn't know what to do anymore. Her mom was just killed, her dad was a psychopathic killer, and she has no other family in this state. We were practically left with nothing. If people found out, I'd end up going back into the adoption agency, and that was one of my worst nightmares. Makenzie would most likely end up going with me, but she didn't deserve that. Nobody did.

We stopped running once we reached an old cemetery that no one came to anymore. There were maybe 30 grave stones out here but they all dated back to the early 1900's. The grave stones were rotting and some of them you couldn't really tell what the names were. No one took care of this. It was honestly kind of sad.

We were all panting by now, and Makenzie just dropped to the ground, and cried. Alec and Bentley went to explore the small cemetery, only because they were interested in this kind of stuff. I went over to Makenzie, and placed my hand on her back. All she needed was comfort. She was there for me all those times, and now it's my turn to me there for her.

Makenzie just sobbed into her hands. "M-m-my mother-r was just k-killed in front of m-me," She stammered, and her voice kept breaking on every other word she spoke.

"I know how that goes-" I started, but then she jumped up, gave me a furious look, and pushed my hand away.

"No you don't!"

"Yes, Makenzie, I do..."

"I just watched the person I love get shot in the head by another person I used to care about! You don't know what it's like!"

I chuckled and I started to feel myself become angry. "Actually, Kenz, I do. My little sister was fucking molested and killed right in front of me. I wasn't even your age when it happened. I was 10 years old! So before you go off and assume shit, get your facts straight,"

Makenzies face became bewildered, and she kicked a grave stone. How disrespectful. "She was your STEP sister! She wasn't related to you by blood-"

"Shut the hell up..."

She completely ignored me and continued yelling out of grief. "Try having your own blood relative kill another one of your blood relatives. Once you do, come talk to me!" She turned around, crossed her arms, and didn't say anything else.

That little bitch. She doesn't know half the shit I went through. "Are you fucking serious? Makenzie, this is only half the shit I went through. What you're experiencing now is what i went through almost every single fucking day. Grief, pain, loss... You don't know anything about my life, other than what I told you. I have it worse than you and you still want to complain. I understand what just happened, but don't take your grief out on me. I'm willing to be there for you, but you're making it so damn difficult!"

She ignored me, and I could hear her still crying. I was honestly pissed off by now, and I was about to just say fuck it. Fuck her, fuck the relationship, and fuck this whole situation. She doesn't want my help. But I knew what it was like, and I couldn't just leave her now. That would only lead to her getting depression, and it would get me no where. I took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself. I walked slowly over to her, and placed my hand on her shoulder.

"Makenzie, I don't want to fight again. I don't want this to become a daily thing. I'm sorry-"

She slapped my hand off, and her eyes looked like she was about to pierce my soul. I didn't back down though. I was just going to let her vent, and do whatever the hell it is she wanted to do. She started crying, and she balled her fists up. She started hitting my chest, and honestly, her hits were feeble, and weak. I didn't care if she hit me. I was used to it.