don't do it please (Treebros)

When we got to my house I left Evan with Zoe. Zoe is dating Alana anyway, so it's not like I should be worried or jealous or anything.

I go into my parents room and see my mom sitting on the bed, face in the pillow. I look at her and walk over, putting my hand on her back carefully.

"Hey, mom. I wasn't gone that long. Are you okay," I ask quietly. I didn't want to come off as rude or mean anymore.

Sure, usually I would be but Evan just made my day better. Everything got better after I hung out with Evan, all my anger and pain left me.

"Connor," she asked groggily. When she saw me looking at her with sorry eyes she beams, "Connor!"

She pulled me into a hug and I didn't push her away. I could tell she was surprised when I hugged her back.

"Oh, Connor. I knew you were still in there somewhere. The good kid I knew, the good kid I know. He's back," she said into my shoulder.

I hugged her closer and thought back to how I would act. I was such an ass. I was so mean. I hadn't even realized it sometimes and when I did I didn't do anything to fix it.

Well, I'm going to try and fix it now. Now, when I can see my faults and can live through a day without snapping at someone.

Maybe it was all schools fault. Or maybe I just hadn't had someone to talk to for so long. After the printer in second grade, everyone was scared. And it made me so angry.

"It's okay, mom. I'm sorry for how I acted. I'm so, so sorry," I told her. I felt like crying, I don't know why. I think it's because I realized how mean I've been to everyone who was trying to be nice to me.

Mom, Zoe. Oh, god, Zoe. I was so mean to Zoe. I loosened my grip a little, thinking about Zoe made me feel bad.

I had made her scared of me, mad at me. I made my own sister like that towards me. I felt a cry rise into my throat but I didn't let it escape.

Mom let go of me and held her hands on my shoulder, saying, "Connor, we can help you. We just need you to accept the help."

"I-...," I didn't respond. I just closed my eyes and looked down. Mom hugged me again, shorter this time.

"If you leave this house again for a whole day and don't tell me, I will not hesitate to beat your ass," she whispered threateningly into my ear.

I laughed a little and said, "okay, mom. Let's refrain from beating up high schoolers."

"Go talk to Zoe, Connor. You owe her an apology," she says, waving me off.

"I think I owe her more than an apology," I responded. Mom didn't say anything back to me so I walked out of the room.

And what did I see when I walked out. My sister, who has a girlfriend, kissing Evan, who is my boyfriend.

It didn't matter that Zoe doesn't know, Evan knows he's dating me. Evan shouldn't be kissing her!

I storm off. I couldn't stand this. I hear Evan call for me but I don't respond.

And just when I thought things could get better.