Everything went by in a flash, but before you knew it I was being thrown in the backseat of a car.

What's happening?
I looked around at my surroundings...

Let's see...
Based off the cushions and everything in obviously in a car.
That Smells like farts...
And has Random dorritos on the ground...

Looks like I'm getting kidnapped.

And since I'm a 17 year old girl who is color blind and slowly getting more and more intoxicated, the proper thing for me to do would be to stay calm...I mean for all I know...
It can be Justin...
Or A cop...

Or hey, maybe even that guy who tried to kill me at the first party.

Wow. I must really be drunk if I'm thinking that it could be a drunken murderer, in a casual tone.

I shrugged and glanced around the car for a weapon...not really finding anything but a safety pin and more empty bags of Doritos.

Before I could actually look in the rearview mirror to see who is driving, I felt myself falling, Losing consciousness, in other words, I had passed out.

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I snapped my eyes open, to see a tin bucket of water pouring onto my face.
Cold water went into my nose and in my ears.

Behind that bucket was the face I would recognize any day.

His hollow light eyes that held no emotion, his messy dark hair, and his round lips that were currently a straight line...holding nothing but annoyance.

I can't believe it...

"Aaron??" I said in a questioning tone, wondering if maybe I'm imagining all this...after all I did drink...gee I don't know...basically a lot of alcohol from the keg.

In answer, he said nothing and turned his back towards me, walking away slowly.

"Aaron what hap-" before I could finish my sentence I felt an excruciating pain in my head and bile rising in my throat...

I quickly got up and started sprinting to the bathroom. Usually when I get sick I use a grocery bag to vomit in, but I don't exactly have a grocery beg right by me at this moment...
So let's just hope I don't pass out and hit my head on the toilet.

Once I got to the bathroom, I grasped the toilet and started vomiting non stop. I narrowed my eyes slightly and saw Aaron standing in the door way, with an extremely dead expression.
And After to was done vomiting my insides I stood up and just stared at him with a questioning look.

He didn't say anything still except just stand there, paralysed from the neck up...or maybe at this point a quadriplegic.

"Why'd you bring me home?"

"Why'd you suddenly decide that getting drunk off your ass is a good idea?"

"Don't answer my question with a question." I furrowed my brows and crossed my arms.

Aaron rolled his eyes, "You should be thanking me for taking you home..."

I started to think it over...

He's right...I should be...
He saved me from possibly sharing any stupid stories, or getting myself killed or molested...
And away from Nicole at her goons, who used to be my friend's, who are now blackmailing me.

HOLY SHIT THEY'RE BLACKMAILING ME, I TOTALLY ALMOST FORGOT.

Wait...if I left the party...and they're blackmailing me, and they told me to drink the keg in order for the secret not to get exposed...
But since I left that could mean that my secret might get exposed.

"God damn you, Aaron!!" I snapped angrily, and Aaron looked a bit caught off guard at my sudden flood of anger towards him.

"The one time you fucking decide to be helpful or nice in some way!" I shrieked while getting up, grasping the counter for support.

Aaron looked confused, as he stared at me...probably wondering if I also snorted Chrystal meth when I was there...

Aaron shook his head and started walking away from the bathroom...
Immediately I wobbled after him while shrieking more at him,
"BECAUSE OF YOU MY SECRET WILL BE EXPOSED TO THE ENTIRE SCHOOL!"

Aaron was in the kitchen now, opening and closing cabinets but when he heard my say what I had said, he slowly turned around, and eyed me suspiciously, "What do you have to hide that's so fucked up?"

"Gee, I don't know, maybe the fact that I basically live in the coloring of a 1950's photo!" I said dramatically while waving my arms around.

"What's so wrong with that?" He made a face of annoyance, while crossing his arms.

Well...
For one, I'll be considered a freak.
For two, Any guy I might get interested in...(Justin)... won't be interested in me because guys have the ego the size of a football field.
For three, people would think differently of me.
I could name many many many more reasons.

"Everything!! Everything is wrong with having achromatopsia!"

"Your acting like you murdered someone." Aaron said smugly while leaning against the counter.

"Might as well had." I barked at him.

He didn't respond he just stood there watching me as I started to Pace back and forth, thinking of all the terrible things people will say.

He walked over to me, standing right in front of me, still dead inside.
"You got yourself in this position you know..." He paused then continued, "hanging around Justin and all...making Your dumb bimbo friend jealous."

"THAT was not my intent. Also you caused them to possibly leak me being color blind."

"Oh did I? I was just trying to help you not end up like me." He said with a bit more of a calm face.

End up like him? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
End up an emotionless wreck that never speaks until being yelled at?

"End up like you? What do you mean by that? I'll never end up like you."

I honestly immediately regretted saying that. I felt bad...because he is my brother...and I basically insulted him, and God only knows what goes on in is mind.

He furrowed his brows, anger in his eyes, his fist clenching -I honestly thought he was going punch me so I backed up a bit- and he barked "You know what, Kenzie?" he walked even closer to me, inches away, staring down at me.

I'm actually wondering if I lost my brain to Satan. I mean...what if today is the day I, Kenzie tree, gets murdered by her brother?
Probably not.
But me and Aaron have never argued and it doesn't feel right...

When I didn't answer, he continued and said right before storming out,
"I can't be the perfect brother."