MOON

Chapter 9

|June|

I stepped out the shower, steam rolling up to the celling. I wiped the mirror so I could see myself. I looked tired since I hadn't got much sleep last night.

Derek is always angry but last night he went over board. I  looked down at my wrist thinking of Aaron.

He told me it was going to bruise. I only believed him half way. It did hurt last night but I didn't think Derek would have caused a bruise. I guess I was wrong.

The deep red was surrounded by black and blue. I walked into my room and got dressed. The wind blew the curtains in the living room around and I smiled at how peaceful the moment was until I heard someone clear their throat.

I pushed off of the window sill and sat down on the couch. I looked up to see Derek heading towards me. "Do you have a explanation for me for last night?" I asked him as he sat next to me.

"June, I'm tired. I'm really tired and I'm not in the mood." He rolled his eyes and laid his back on the couch.

I sat there with him for a minute longer before talking again. I was going to push him for answers before I noticed the bandage on his arm.

My eyes widened and I grabbed his arm. "What happened to you?" I asked him with concern in my voice.

He sat up straight, "June it's no big deal, I fell this morning and cut my arm." He explained quickly

I decided not to bother him about it. I'm sure whatever really happened couldn't be all that bad. Guys do stupid things all the time, this is just a side effect.

|Aaron|

Beads of sweat rolled down my face. My chest rose and fell rapidly. All I could think about was June. My fists balled up and punched the wall beside me.

My mom looked over at me in surprise. She came over to me and put a hand on my back, handing me a cup of cold water. "I could always go and get her for you Aaron, I'm sure once we explain things to her she will be happy to help."

 She was always so hopeful. Most of the time I appreciated it but at the moment false hope was not a good idea for me.

"Mom she barely knows me it's not like she's going to come running to this basement every time I get angry!" I blurted unintentionally.

She looked at me shocked, "Sorry it's just I'm not in the mood to get rejected"

The sound of her feet going up the stairs and shutting the door echoed through the basement. My dad set up a temporary room for me down here.

I expected to go through some stuff but this, wasn't what I had in mind. I guess it's logical, I wake up at night angry.

So if I'm in a basement, punching walls won't be that damaging.

To tell the truth what my mom has said gave me hope. I actually really did want June here, But I know all this would only scare her away.

She's so innocent, to her brother it's always been annoying. I'm not sure why, maybe it's just because he's a douche. To me her innocence was always refreshing.

Not many people are like that. I respected her for it. She was beautiful and we all know what that can get you if you use it to your advantage.

She kept to herself and didn't fall into the trap her brother always set for her. The one that would change her into the girl version of him.

She kept her head above water and held her own. It was one of my favorite things about her.

"Son."