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Chapter: 2

Breathing hard, legs turning into jelly, head pounding, my body still continues to run. Why? Because I feel like my brother is behind me. Chasing me to the end of the earth. It's like I can't get away from him, but that changes today. He doesn't let me leave the house after school, he doesn't let me go anywhere even if I don't have school. I'm in jail and my big brother is the guard.

It's been like that since my parents died. Our parents. He's acting like it only affects him, they were my parents too. I was their son, and they're other son had to be a mistake. That's rude I know, but I can't see how they raised someone like Greg. How did he turn out like that? The answer is unknown to me.

Getting out of my head, I see that I'm in some park. Wow, it's far from my house. I didn't think I've been running for that long. It was completely deserted and not to mention freezing cold. Of course I'd leave without a jacket or even a hoodie. At least I put on a long sleeved shirt before leaving through the window.

Hm, a freezing, empty park sounds way better than my house with a crazy brother. I'll take my chances, I think to myself as I sit on a swing. I breath in the fresh air and sigh out loudly. This park almost seems peaceful. Hell anywhere is peaceful if it doesn't have Greg near it. I'm trapped in my thoughts, not noticing someone sitting down beside me.

Minutes that felt like hours went by when I finally look over to see a guy around my age sitting on the swing next to me. He couldn't have been there the whole time. I'm sure I would've noticed. Or maybe not. He notices me staring at him and smiles. Weird...why's he smiling? He's not even looking at me.

"What are you doing out here? It's almost 40 degrees outside and you don't even have a jacket" he asks, now looking at me.

"Uh, I kind of forgot it at home. Sort of in a rush you know?" I say, basically telling the truth.

"You were in a rush to come here? A deserted park?"

"Yeah. Guess you can say that, it's peaceful here and I like it."

"That makes sense. I like this park too, oh I'm Aj by the way" he tells me. I nod and look down, pulling on my sleeves.

"I'm Blake. Why are you out here?" I ask him, curiously.

"I told you I like this park too. Plus it holds many memories that I can't seem to get rid of" Aj says, the smile coming back on his face. Now that I was out of my head, I start to shiver. He did say it's almost 40 degrees out here. Am I crazy or am I insane? I say both. Probably why my therapist wants me to go to a loony bin. I pull on my sleeves again that somehow got rolled up.

"What happened to your arms? Are those cuts?" Aj asks me, sounding worried. Oh no, he saw them? Perfect. Just perfect. Now he's going to think I'm some little bitch that's suicidal. I'm neither of those things by the way. Okay maybe I'm a little suicidal, but who isn't?

"Uhm- uh-"

"Bruises too? Is someone doing this to you?" My eyes widen and I get off the swing. I don't spare Aj another glance as I take off. It's a dumb idea, trust me I know. It was a fight or flight situation if you ask me. Why do I always mess things up? I could've made an actual friend but instead I run away from them. Justttttttt great. This day has just been awesome. Freaking awesome.