He made his way down to the tennis courts and sat down on a bench. Pulling his knees up to his chest he let out a shaky breath. Evander had told him he wasn’t a problem but his face kept saying different. He didn’t understand. This was why he didn’t care if he had friends for so long, he didn’t understand anything at all. He wanted to make Evander happy and he wanted to feel happy like they had been. Tears ran down his face and he laid his cheek on the tops of his knees, his breaths came out shallower and shallower as his throat burned. Couples fought, he knew that. His mom and dad fought occasionally, hurling curse words at each other and when his mom stomped off in tears his dad would find somewhere he could safely hit or slam things for a little bit and then go find his mom and apologi

