His Brother

Chapter 25 (1)

Chapter 25

Mason's POV

Everything was loud, but quiet at the same time. How does one explain this? It's impossible to describe the color red to a blind person, but you see, they cannot experience it. But you can experience things being quiet but loud at the same time, but how can you describe it?

There was so much going on outside my head, but within my head, it was empty. And somehow I couldn't hear a thing the people around me were saying. I knew what was going on but I just couldn't understand a thing they were saying. I knew my mom and dad were fighting. I knew Maze was blaming herself over and over. And I definitely knew that Izzy was holding my hand, trying to comfort me. Despite all of this though, I couldn't focus on whatever was going on around me.

All I could think of was Aron. With 3 broken ribs, a leg cut wide open, and a concussion how could I not? I'm sure everyone was thinking about it, but I seemed to be the only one thinking silently.

I've lived with Aron for my whole life. How am I supposed to live without him? I know that there was hope of him not dying, but I couldn't help thinking about life without Aron. I wouldn't be able to handle it. There wouldn't be any fight over who gets the last slice of pizza, we won't have another brother-to-brother talk, I won't see him get married, in fact I won't see him at all.

And it would all be because of one stupid fucking fight with Maze. A fight she had started.

My hand gripped Izzy's tighter. I closed my eyes to keep in my anger as it was building up inside of me.

Izzy's POV

Mason held onto my hand so tight my hand became white. I could tell from the crease in his forehead that he was mad. I became more worried that I was before. I had never seen him this mad ever.

Ever since the first day I met him, he was always able to keep his cool, he never got mad. At least not when I was around. But now it seemed like he had trouble keeping his anger in and was about to burst any moment.

I tried to sooth him by rubbing my thumb in circles on the back of his hand. This barely helped. I features softened for a while, but was back to looking the way it did a minute ago in just seconds.

Just as I was about to pull him into me, his loud voice filled the whole floor and everyone and everything froze. "This is all your fault. Your entire damn fault! If it weren't for you and your ability to pick fights at the wrong time, he wouldn't be here. He would be fine. You, ugh, fuck, you know this is your fault, you know it well and good that it is." It was obvious whom this was directed to.

Maze couldn't reply and Mason stormed off to where ever he did.

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okay. this chapter is short. but stress is a thing, and projects are a thing, and homework is a thing, and me not being able to deal with a lot of things like this is a thing. the only reason i split this chapter was because school and school work and i have 3 stupid projects that i dont exactly like very much. the second part to this will come really fast, i swear. i love you all very much please dont be mad. and also this is gonna come to an end real soon. So...yeah. please dont be mad, splitting this chapter was probably really stupid and i probably shouldn't have tbh, but school.