/Ethan's POV/
I groaned as Aunt Maria helped me up my bed and to my sofa to have some food.
"God, that was hard," I muttered before turning to the older woman, who had tears in her eyes.
"I can't believe someone would try to kill someone as sweet as you." She sobbed and I wondered why everyone in the house was this dramatic, well except Eric. I haven't really seen him around; I wonder what he was up to this time.
I mean, his younger brother just escaped death. Why hasn't he come and why do I care anyway? It's how he had always been?
"Aunt Maria, I'm fine; I just need to stretch some more and I'll be good." I smiled and she nodded, I was never good at showing my pain so even though all my bones felt like they were breaking, I couldn't tell her that. I was in serious pain and I just ne
