Ryan had busted into the kitchen, where the all of uis were cleaning up for the night. We'd all froze and looked at the male counterpart to the Ice Queen as he heaved breaths. Immediately, he grabbed my arm, which made me drop all the dishes i had stacked in my arms. Thankfully, they were a really cheap, really nice, plastic brand, so they wouldn't break. Ryan pulled me towards the bridge at the entrance, not even explaining why we were here until we stood a meter from the problem.
Ryan finally let go of my arm, but I wished he didn't so I had something to steady me as this blow hit me a full force. Even from the back, I knew who that was.
My brother...
Curled up in a ball, shaking, rocking back & forth...
Crying.
I muttered a thanks to Ryan as I ran to help Troy. I'd have to give him a proper thank you for what he's doing right now.
I hunched down beside Troy. The boy didn't seem to notice me. Slowly, as to not frighten him, I placed my hand on his back. That seem to freeze him and he looked up at me. The sight broke my heart. His blue eyes were now bloodshot and puffy as my hair. The tears were still tracking down his cheeks. His lips was bleeding, teeth marks quite visible. I hugged him to me and I could feel his hands clutch onto my shirt and I could hear him begin to sob once more. I only held him, unknown to why he was like this.
Okay, that's an understatement.
RYAN got me. Not Gabriella. RYAN. RYAN EVANS. That gave me a good idea why he was crying.
That only added to my hatred towards her.
It took me a glimpse to know she was trouble.
A week to not like her.
A month to dislike her.
A year to REALLY dislike her.
And now, it took a moment for me to offically hate her.
Gabriella whatever Montez, next I see of you, you are mine to take as dead meat.
Because as long as I live, nobody makes Troy cry and lives to see daylight.