Celo

Chapter 11

CASEY 
I got to school an hopped out of my car. I was hoping Quinn would be there but for some reason after last night I kind of doubted that.

I was about ten feet from my locker when I saw Quinn standing in front of it. Thank God. But as I got closer I noticed that his arm was in a sling. He told me he was going to be safe. Guess not.

"Hi." He said.

"Hey Qu--."
I stopped mid sentence it wasn't him. He had the same emerald eyes but it wasn't Quinn. 
"I'm Kyle, Quinn had to go to the nurse he told me to wait here for you."
"Kyle..."
"You've probably heard some pretty awful things about me huh?"
I backed away, I had always been scared of meeting Quinn's family. I took a deep breath. I looked up at him his head was in his hands and I was pretty sure he was crying. So I hugged him.
"Wow seems like you guys are getting along well." It was Quinn. I turned around to face him.
"Why did you have to go to the nurse?" I asked.
"Good morning to you to Casey. Sure I'll introduce you to my brother. Kyle this is my friend Casey, Casey,Kyle.
"Ha ha. But seriously?"
"She just wanted me to check in that's all." I gave him my best we'll-talk-later look.
"So Kyle what's your schedule?" I decided to treat him like any other friend's sibling until he acted like anything but. He quietly handed me a piece of paper he was clenching tighter than normal in his fist. It was crumpled and damp from sweat. I smoothed it out and read through his classes. He would be with me or Quinn or both for each one, thank God. 
"You have all these with us!" I said trying to sound cheery. 

KYLE
First day of school and I learned that my brother had been hiding everything, I learn that he never got help, that my brother who used to be happy and popular barely talked to anyone anymore and no one cared when he showed up to school with black eyes or fractured knuckles, besides of course Casey who I was so thankful for. I had always admired Quinn, now more than ever, he always tried not to hurt me or dad, he never ratted us out, much to his expense, I couldn't handle the fact that he blamed himself for everything and there was no way I could ever forgive myself for hurting him. I had a feeling all of the things I had done had been far worse than I could remember and that was the hardest thing to deal with. I also learned that stopping drinking wasn't going to be nearly as easy as I thought. I had an awful headache all day, I was shaking and sweating constantly. But I couldn't tell Quinn because he'd been suffering because of me for so much longer.




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