“Aaron stop don’t do this. It’s what he wants. He wants you to hit him.” I say gripping onto Aaron’s arm as he closes the distance between himself and David. Pausing in his procession toward David I use this moment to speak again. “Let’s just go home. Come on.” Gently I tug on Aaron’s arm as he stares into David’s amused eyes. I have never seen Aaron’s eyes filled with so much hate and rage before, but for some reason, he listens to my words. “You’re right he’s not worth the trouble.” Once more Aaron interlocks his fingers with mine, and we turn to walk away. “So I’m going assume you didn’t find the present I left for you.” David says mockingly. I can’t believe what I’ve just heard out of David’s mouth. He is goading Aaron into a fight, and he’s actually admitting to Aaron that he
