"Can you please shut up for just one minute" Aiden screamed at no one in particular. "We can't figure anything out if everyone is talking at the same effin time."
"I rather no one talk about anything because there's nothing to talk about" I surrendered.
"You bet your ass there is." my mom retorted through the speaker.
Aiden was sitting on the arm of the couch, I was on the floor with my back to the armchair, while Thomas (Yes, believe it or not he was at our house) was standing by the TV.
"We can't help you if you don't tell us everything from start to finish"
"No one can force me to say anything" I argued stubbornly. I did not want to speak of what shaped me to be the shell of a human I am now.
"No one is forcing you to say anything we're asking you so we could help" Aiden was tryin
