You Can't Outrun The Past, Can You?

Cavil's POV

I have been trying anything and everything to avoid the 'subject' but eventually, I have just told him the truth. As if to test my fate, that day was today.

It had been 3 weeks since school has started, it was the weekend. Usually, on weekends, the Sharmas and the Guptas have brunch together. Then the parents just ditch the kids, and all the other parents of the kids in our group meet and hang out, or go on small outings. So, inevitably at 12.30 pm, both our parents left and my brother wanted nothing to do with me or D, so he went back to our house, leaving the two of us to be the only people in the entire house. As soon as they left, I ran to my room and brought the video games, to keep him distracted.

But, I think he was done with my crap.

"Out with it Kev."

"Huh?" was my brilliant response.

"Just freaking say it, don't think I haven't noticed, you desperately trying to avoid the subject, the only reason I let you be is that I didn't want to yell at you in front of the others, now just tell me Kev, please."

I sighed, there is no way out of this other than telling him the truth.

"Okay, so there are a few reasons why."

"First of all, ever since mom and dad came back from being presumed dead, I haven't been able to see them the same way."

Yeah, that's right, mom and dad went on a mission in some part of the world, it was a part of the Doctors Without Borders mission and the day before my birthday, we received information that they died in a plane crash. I was 10 yrs old at the time. Things happened so quickly that I didn't even have any time to process them. The next thing I knew, some people claiming to be my father's relatives said that we were to go with them, took me and my brother to their house. The lady looked at my brother and gushed all over him, saying that he looked exactly like my father and then look at me, and sneered evilly. That's when I knew I was doomed and when my brother went to his new room, she turned towards me shut my mouth and broke all my fingers. Fun.Times.

And two years and countless moments of torture, my parents had come back.

"But Kev, you know they were out there saving lives, right?"

His question made me laugh.

"Ironical, isn't it D? They were out there saving the lives of people while out here they just fed the life of their own son, to wolves, no, not wolves, monsters! I know that, logically, they are not the reason why I was abused but I can't help but blame them."

"More than that, after they were brought back to the country by the government, the first people they spoke to were your parents, and you know how much chikki loves me and how much it broke her after she saw me when I came here after all that. So she told my parents everything, at least everything that she knew about. So now they are drowning in guilt. You know what they did, first thing after they came back? They took me to a psych evaluation. You know what the results were, D? Freaking Clinical Depression and PTSD. I could have told them that, myself."

" That evaluator guy asked me questions, asked me to tell what events were triggering my panic attacks, my nightmares, my anxiety. Screw that! I don't ever want to relive those moments again D, my nightmare do me enough damage."

"Will you ever tell me what they did to you? Ever?" D asked, his eyes had welled up.

"I don't think I ever will, I'm going to let that die with me. You are way too hopeful about life to listen to this and the truth is I'm selfish. I want you to be in that sweet, loving bubble of yours for the rest of your life, so that, when I go the deep end, I'll know that you'll always be there to pull me back."

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