The Last Memories

Chapter 2 - Memories

(Averey Peterson's POV)

It was about three hours later when Daverey came back. He had tried to talk to me but neither of us knew what to say. I sighed and pressed my lips. That was when he knew I wanted to say something but he stayed silent, maybe afraid of what I wanted to say. It was only a matter of time before the words that were roaming freely in my mind would unwillingly burst out of me, and Daverey knew that it would be soon. That is why he is so fidgety.

Finally, it was to the point where Daverey couldn't take it anymore. He had been fidgeting with his phone, coat's zipper, and almost everything he could get his hands on. I could tell he was nervous, he couldn't stand waiting for my anger to explode. Yet he hated being around when I did let my anger explode. He was only still in the room because he didn't think it was right to walk out and leave me in the room by myself, although I had done perfectly fine three hours ago.

"What is it?" he finally asked.

I played dumb, "What do you mean?"

"C'mon, don't play dumb, Averey, I know when somethings wrong. Your anger that you're bottling up is ready to explode. I'm afraid if you bottle it up another second you might be igniting a cannonball."

I frowned and sighed, "I honestly don't know what's wrong. I mean, a lot of things are just..." I trailed off into silence.

"Just what?"

"Going on in my head," I said quietly.

Daverey stayed silent, not exactly knowing what to say. He pressed his lips as he went off into thought. I guess he was trying to figure out what I was talking about because the next thing he said shocked me so bad I thought I'd need a surgeon to come in and calm my heart.

"You're thinking about Destiny, aren't you?"

"And Adrain, Matthew, Aunt Miracle, and our cousins. The officers made me almost go mad. How we always keep moving. How I have to stay in this dump for two weeks. I just don't know. I keep thinking, why does everything have to be so messed up!?

"We keep moving, we've lived in nineteen different states and have moved twenty-seven times. We get kicked to one school and hitched to another. We do our best to walk around like everything is normal and start all over. Once we finally make friends we don't get to keep them for too long.

"I can't wait til we are finally of age because that's when we can finally tell our parents to get lost because they don't mean crap to us. But then I think that's a little harsh. I mean, yeah, they keep dragging us from one home to the next, they make us work extra hard to earn our credits. Make us pay the bills.

"I just... I don't know, I mean I just... I just wish I could be so much like Destiny. She never thought as horrible as me. Yeah, I'm as forgiving as she is, I had to be to understand her and hang around her. But no matter how horrible our parents have treated us... played favoritism with us... she never once ever said she couldn't wait to tell them to get lost.

"No matter how weak they made her feel, she was always kind to them and everyone who treated her like crap... Even me... She said every villain of every story always has a story that turns them into the villain. Sometimes I wonder how she could always give such great advice."

Daverey and I both stayed silent after that, neither of us knew what to say. Soon tears were brought to my face and I quickly dashed them away before Daverey could notice, but something told me he already did and pretended he hadn't.

Don't, Averey, Destiny's voice told me in my head.

"You know what makes me mad and hurts the most?" I asked him.