Chapter 23: flashback

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H                          3 years ago
Resort Val, Virginia
"I swear if my parents don't stop talking I am going to kill someone"Wills hand clenches. "But they are saying negative stuff right? So shouldn't you be happy their not praising your brother?" I told him. His room was quiet for a moment, will hearing the sounds of his parents bickering and the feel of a cold windchill coming from the air vent tickling and creating little bumps on my arms. "The fact that they even talk about their demon of a son is why I'm so pissed" Will stumbles out of the bed, " I'm going to go talk to them". He makes his way towards the bedroom door. "Will, don't, it's not your desicion whether your parents want to go to Justin's high school graduation" I told him truthfully. Although reality surrounded him, his instinct was to defend, and I this case it was himself.

"You can't go, you just... can't" Will desperately begged his mom, " Your already paying for his college fund, that's enough for his ass". "William, watch your language" his mother shouted. I noticed a shimmery golden letter attached to her hand. A hand written letter from Justin himself. the Wellington's and the Kane's went on a resort trip in Virginia, and mr Wellington left out the real reason that he insisted to go to Virginia, it's Justin's boarding school graduation tommorow and his boarding school was right across the street. "Sydney, we have to go" mr Wellington told his wife. " Justin refused the college money, he said he was perfectly capable of paying them himself" mrs Wellington explained. Her face was pained. " good, we can put that money to good use" Will held his moms hand. He fiercely glanced at his dad, " What memories will mom have to experience while watching my brother get on that stage to accept a piece of paper?" Will exclaimed.

"Son, you do not get to influence this debate" Mr. Wellington motioned his son to his room. I stood there not knowing what to say. "I can't, dad, how can you not see what's going on here" Will said. Will dad was going to scream but noticed me standing behind Will. " Scarlet, you should-" I nodded my head before he could finish." Um I think the front desk lady wanted to see us to talk about what time we check out so I'll go um take care of that" I awkwardly walked out of the hotel room.

The lobby was crowded with parents and grandparents coming to see their kids graduation. I tried to picture what Justin might look like now, yet much I can't remember because It was a while ago. I amazing soft black hair with volume, and slightly tanned skin like Wills, with blue eyes. Those blue eyes I would never forget. Once I got to the front desk I asked about the check out dates. Unfortunately for me it took about two seconds and I was sent on my Mary way back to the hotel from. I didn't want to take part in a father son fight so I walk outside the hotel and place myself on a bench where I checked my phone. Many minutes had passed when I saw a group of guys playing and pushing each other around, walking towards me. They were all cute, and looked like what I imagined Justin to be. In the mixture of the boys making the way to my bench, there was one of them that stuck out,and didn't look similar to the Justin I imagined. He looked exactly like the Justin I imagined.
"Ryan go long" the boy threw a ball to a guy who was back petaling to my spot on the bench. The boy tripped over on the bench and gave me a look.

"Is this how you get the ladies" the thrower laughs and Ryan gets up. " I laughed a little bit as Ryan apologized and stumbled on the ground. "Aww justin i bet you couldn't even get the girl to talk" Ryan walked back to the group. I kept my eyes on my phone, trying to ignore but listen in. "Oh really?" Justin walked up to me, "hey I'm justin"He said. I lifted my head and he stood there. "Do something" Ryan calls from the other side. " Justin" he mumbled cautiously and layed out his hand. we met eyes. It was him. And I think he knew it was me. I quickly picked up my phone and left, he was still the evil demon brother of Will I had grown to learn about.

I decided not to talk about this to Will, even the name brought up would kill him.

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