The Self-Harmed

~London~

I strapped myself in and took deep breaths. I was sitting in first class next to Caden who was grinning, and basically had his face glued to the little window. Obviously he's been spending a lot of time flying. I however, not so much. 

"Look, We're taking off!" He said.

My nails dug into the arm rest. I looked across the row to the two seats that Mom and Jackson sat in. She was looking at me our faces the same. We grabbed for each other's hand at the same time. The Plane slowly went up. Breathe lungs, breathe!

"Oh no. Charlie!" Caden said at my side. "You've never been in a plane before?"

I quickly shook my head. He laughed and grabbed my hand. Once in the air I was fine. I couldn't say the same for Caden's arm. When Ever the plane jumped I dug my nails into it mistaking it for the arm rest. He just kept saying Ow, until I realized I was the one hurting him. We slowly began to land. The plane jumped to the ground and I grabbed Caden's arm.

"Ow, Ow, Ow,"

"Suck it up." I hissed at him.

His face twisted in pain and I let up my grip. The people opened the plane and I shot up.

"Get out of my way!" I ran off the plan, with My Mom clutching my hand.

We sat at a café while the boys got our luggage. Hot coco could almost cure anything. Well, except for the exception of self harming. I looked over at Mom seeing her on her phone. I wonder if she was nervous about anything.

 Excited? Her face gave away no emotions. One day, I wanted to look like that. When Jackson and Caden returned with our bags we headed through the air port through the large glass doors. There was a black car with a man in a suit standing next to it. When We approached it, the man opened the door. 

I leaned down seeing a set of seats facing towards the back of the car. Everything was leather of course.

"Why is the car backwards?" I asked.

"The car's not backwards Charlie." Caden laughed, "You are."

I looked at Mom and we climbed into the car. Makes sense that more than one thing in my life was backwards. Their house was like a freaking castle. I set my bags on my bed, and turned to face Caden who was leaning on the wall. He grinned at me.

"Can We stay here forever?" I wanted to know.

"Can you fake an accent?" He lifted an eyebrow.

"How does it sound?"

He grinned bigger, "You wouldn't last a day."

"Damn." I flopped on my bed, "Worth a try at least."

He laughed and flopped down next to me.

"Do you think the wedding will be pretty?"

We turned our heads to look at each other.

"Yes." He smiled.

"Do you think I'll fall walking down the aisle?"

"No."

"How can you be sure?"

"Because you'll be walking with me. I won't let you fall."He snorted, "You should know me better than that by now."

"Come on kids!" Jackson called.

"Where?" Caden asked.

"To get those pesky casts off."

Caden and I looked at each other. We jumped off my bed and pushed each other to the stair case.