Scattered and Broken, Book 3 of Wingless Series

Crash this dummy

Bruises, broken bones, cuts scrapes, those did not matter. It wasn't physically damaging my body that ever hurt me. It was on the inside that was left the most scarred. When all that healed, it went back to what it once was on the outside. But if anyone could see, what the inside of a person emotionally troubled, hurt or helpless looked like you would see so much scarring and damage.

Letting what matters go would never be a task I could learn. Although I tried many times my mind wanted what reality had already let go. You can't make loved ones come back once their taken away. You can't scream in deaths face and ask for a do over.

You were given one chance to learn from all that you considered mistakes. If you were smart, you would learn from them. You wouldn't make the same mistakes over, what would that say about you as a person?

Sometimes you couldn't undo what was done to you, but you had the choice to move past it. I got over much in my life; the only thing that remained was Marcus and Vanessa. Two ghost like memories that haunted me on a daily. I knew they would know what to tell me. I knew they would knock the sense back into my head when I thought I needed to give up or back down.

Marcus and Vanessa drove me to be everything I was, they laughed at my meltdowns and pulled me back up when I was ready to fall apart so many times. If they knew what was happening now I knew what they would do. They would look me in the eyes and tell me there's nothing you can't get over. They would tell me to suck it up and get over it already. That was what I was going to do.

Drag me to the pit of misery; leave me there to fend for myself and I would always find a way back. Take all the faith you did not have in me and I would find a way to have some in myself. I was going to learn to walk with bloody knees and broken bones. I was going to learn to rise from all of it and make it out, and I would do it on my own for all the right reasons. The biggest reason was Evan and the other was for if I could do this that meant I wasn't a big disappointing nothing to this world.

"Will you get the door?" Evan asked carrying bags in both arms. I laughed as he barely made it up the steps with all the bags. As I glanced across the street, Kenny watched us from the porch. It made no difference to me. He wasn't going to intimidate an ounce of me. I looked away going back to the sweet part of life and that was Evan and I.

"I don't know how you talked me in to all this stuff." He said tossing bags of clothes down, and all sorts of items.

"It gave us something to do, and I got to spend time with you." I said wrapping my arms around his neck.

"That was better than adding an additional thirty shirts to my wardrobe." He said kissing me.

"We will donate some to charity." I said as Evan cut me off kissing my lips one more time before he looked serious and concerned.

"It's been two days since Kenny was over here, and you haven't said one thing to me about it. In fact you have tried your damndest to be this sweet happy fake Eve since." He said sitting down and giving me his full attention.

I sighed realizing my goal of pretending everything was fine wasn't working as well as I thought it would. I thought if I acted as if I were fine Evan would think all was well. Who was I joking that was the stupidest idea yet?

"I just uh felt like it wasn't something worth worrying over. You said yourself we can get through anything remember?" I said ripping the tag of a shirt in angst.

"Yeah I did when I knew exactly what we were getting over. If there's something you think I should know I'd love to hear it." He said crossing his arms amused by me.

"Kenny, what to say about Kenny." I said thinking long and hard.

"How about whatever it is that's got you acting like a nutcase."

"I'm not being a nutcase, don't be rude." I warned biting my nail; Evan swatted my hand away from my mouth.

"Just tell me what is going on!"

"How am I supposed to tell you your brother told me he doesn't give a crap about you anymore? That he came over here and told me he was going to do whatever it was he had to do to get what he wanted?" I asked.

"Just like you did." Evan said not acting that concerned like I thought he would be.

"He told me if I just leave you things will work out just fine, sounded a lot like your Dad less like Kenny if you ask me." I said staring off.

"I see it as part of the way of life. Kenny thinks you have what it takes to free him from Carlo and all this." He said throwing his hands up sighing.

"I told him he can try all he wants he will never get what he wants."

"Don't do anything without telling me first, because I've been through this before with you and I'm not going to do it again." He said grabbing my face gently to steal my attention, I rolled my eyes.

"If I do anything it will be for us. And anything that happens remember it was all for you and I. Can you do that much?" I asked him, Evan's eyes seemed a little hesitant as he agreed.

"But you're not going to have to do anything because that's what I'm here for." He said with a sigh.

"Ok but just in case."I said trying to get my point across.

"If you ever could do something for me it would be right now." Evan said looking at me for hope; I would give him all he wanted in that moment.

"Ok?" I asked.

"You let me deal with my brother and his issues. You don't worry about it at all ok?"

I bit my lip really paying attention to Evan's expression he wasn't joking he wanted me to back off. How hard could it be for once to just let things work out without having a part in it? I nodded agreeing with him. I would try my best.