DAMON's POV.
"Don't talk to me." Everie yelled angrily as she shut her room door in my face.
I guess I kinda deserved that, ever since the drama with Kim, my sister has been ignoring me. With the look of things, she probably hates me. And she has every right to do so, I currently hate myself too a little for what I did. Kim did not deserve any of it.
Walking back into my room, I lay on bed, the lights from Kim's house were visible from here. Her mum was throwing a mini-party or something like that.
I remembered last year's Thanksgiving and silently wished things were different.
"I should not have gone to meet her alone that night." I said to myself, remembering when this whole thing started.
~~FLASHBACK~~
"Hello." I said answering my phone.
"Hey Damon. Are you less busy?"
"Hope
