Since We Have Fallen In Love... [Garrance AU] {Book 2} (Completed)

Chapter 30: It's Over, Isn't It?

*Garroth's POV*

I walked down the barren streets, hands in my pockets. I kept my head bowed, and watched as an occasional tear, hit the pavement. I hated this. I hated my past mistakes. I hated Vylad and Dante. I hated Gene. I hate Laurance...

Sure, hate's a strong word. He's also my closest friend, and fiancé. Hate's not the word I should be choosing to describe him. Am I being kind of overdramatic? Yes, I am aware of that. Was he being extremely over-dramatic? Absolutely. At least I'm strong enough, to admit it.

"Laurance Freaking Zvahl," I kicked a nearby stone. "I'm so damn done with his crap..," I mumbled to myself.

Honestly, I was sick of this. I know about couple fights. I have been told about them. But, this often? And...this harsh? How would you feel, if your significant other, went off on you, for things that went on in High School. High School.

Back when, you were a dumb teenager. Back when, you had no clue what the Hell you were doing with your life. You were basically peer pressured into drinking and smoking, because your boyfriend did.

Laurance doesn't know the full story, and that's what pisses me off the most. He wasn't in my shoes. He didn't grow up, a 'little rich boy', who people took advantage over. He didn't go out with the labelled 'bad boy' of the school, who used him, for his name. He didn't have parents-... guardians that were absent most of the time, due to work. He didn't live my freaking life!

"Garroth! Garroth!" A voice snapped in front of me.

I stopped walking, yet stumbled backwards a little. Glancing up, my eyes met with the green ones of my brother. Wonderful. Just the face I wanted to see, while I was sulking.

"What do you want?" I clenched my fists in my pockets, narrowing my eyes at Vylad.

"Dante and I were just driving over to yours and Laurance's house, when we spotted you out here," Vylad bit his lip, as Dante came into view. "Where are you going?"

"Far away from all of you as-...guys."

I tried to push past Vylad, but a hand stopped me from moving. It belonged to the one and only- Dante. Great, now I can't even walk without these two ruining it. What are they going to take away from me, next? My love life? Oh, wait. Already did.

"Garroth, we didn't...mean to mess with anything," Vylad held my shoulders, forcing me to look him in the eyes. "You know that Laurance would find out. What? Did you just think, you were going to hide your true past, from your friends and loved ones, for the rest of your life?!"

"Yes! Because the past is in the past! It's should have been concealed there, where it belongs! But, no. You just couldn't let it go, could you?!" I stepped closer to Vylad, who was on the verge of tears. I knew he hated being yelled at. But, I also hate it when my loved ones despise me.

"That was Frozen references, weren't they?" Dante chimed in. He was obviously to brighten things up, and distract me from going off on Vylad. I wasn't submitting to that.

"Vylad! Do you realize what you've done to me?!" I gestured to myself, returning my attention back to him. "You've ruined everything!"

"Garroth, lay off!" Dante stepped in between us, his obviously forced smile dropping. "Stop putting all the blame on your brother!"