"What do you see?"
"Excuseeee me?" Jason crossed his arms.
"Disney World," Jade answered.
"I'm sorry. I should have asked who do you see?" Wayne corrected.
Everyone looked around. I shrugged. "Just us."
Wayne frowned. "You are all here for a reason, you know."
"And what is that?" Carmen asked.
"You all have secrets. One's you have never told anyone."
"Well, would you like to SHARE those secrets?" Abby finally asked, putting her hands on her hips and flipping her pigtails back.
"Abby. Your spunk and fun-loving attitude hides the trouble in your life. You mother died years ago, and someone robbed you. Ever since then, you, your father, your little brother, your little sister, and your baby sister have been fighting for survival. You work often, and don't like to accept help when it is offered, and never admit your troubles."
Abby's face was expressionless, but her eyes were large brown pools of pure, seething rage. She hated him now, I know it.
"Ryenn,"he turned to me, and I winced. "Ryenn, your mother and father and older brothers are abusive. Very abusive. You have scars all over from when they hurt you."
My eyes traveled down to my scarred arms, which I usually covered.
"Lola, when you were 11, your dad died before your eyes." I saw her cringe. "Now your mother is sick, and you must take care of everything."
She bit her lip. Why was the man telling all of this?
"Kyle. You grew up in an orphanage, left there when you were a baby, inside a basket with just a blanket and a note. A note from your parents, promising to return."
"You are an orphan?" Abby questioned.
"Maybe! Why do you care! At least I can afford a gumball!" Kyle yelled, obviously embarrassed. There was an awkward silence.
"What...did...you...say?" Abby clenched and unclenched her fists at her sides.
"At...least...I...can...afford...a gumball!" Kyle hissed.
"AT LEAST I HAVE A FATHER!" she screamed, and his face turned red.
"They are coming back! THEY PROMISED!"
"And I will save my family! I PROMISED!"
"I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU!"
"I HAVE ALWAYS HATED Y'ALL SINCE THE SECOND I LAID EYES ON YOU, AND TURNS OUT I HAD A GOOD REASON WHY! YOU ARE A JERK!"
"SHUT UP, COWGIRL! SHUT UP!"
"I HATE YOU! DO NOT CALL ME COWGIRL!"
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!"
"WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT?! I HATE YOU MORE!"
"YOU ARE A DORK!"
"YOU ARE AN IDIOT!" Abby lost it, launching herself at Kyle. She lifted her fist and punched him.
"UGH!" Kyle covered his nose with his hands, blood seeping through his fingers. He looked up to glare at Abby, reaching for her. She grabbed his wrist and dug her knee into his stomach. He grabbed her arm and shoved her to the ground. Abby kicked Kyle in the shin and he crumpled next to her.
"Guys! Stop!" Sammi yelled.
Abby grabbed Kyle by his shirt and yanked him up, shaking him. He pushed her by the face, knocking her into a tree. She held her head, groaning.
"YOU IDIOT!" she screamed, trying to stand up, but her knees wobbled and she fell over. Kyle yanked her hair, knocking her head back into the tree. Blood dripped down the side of her face. She wrapped her hand around his neck and threw him to the ground.
"GUYS! THIS IS GETTING TO FAR!" Jason grabbed Kyle by the back of his shirt and pulling him away. Eliza was helping Abby up.
"I AM OUT OF HERE!" Kyle turned and stomped off. Abby glared, panting, her face a beat red.
"I suggest someone goes to get him. If he doesn't... he will never wake up," Wayne said. Abby turned to glare at him.
"WHY DON'T YOU GO GET HIM YOURSELF, OLD MAN! WHY WOULD YOU TELL THAT *BLEEP*HOLE MY SECRET?! I HATE YOU! BRING ME BACK HOME!" her eyes started watering.
Wayne smiled, calmly and almost sadly. He didn't seem at all fazed by Abby's insults. He put a hand on her shoulder. "I did not intend for this to happen.
Remember, you asked."
Ooooooh! Abby's frown deepened.
"You are seriously blaming me for this?" She hissed menacingly, causing me to wince.
"I did not say that, Abby," Wayne said. She grabbed his wrist and yanked it off her shoulder.
"It sounded like it!" She whispered, tears finally spilling from her eyes, spinning on her heel and stomping away, the opposite direction of Kyle.
The entire time Kyle and Abby were fighting, all I could think about was my mom.
"It is my fault," I whispered.
"Relax, Lola! It was not your fault they got in a fight" Prick put his hand on my shoulder.
"Not that! It is my fault mom is sick. I should have helped her earlier! Maybe she wouldn't be dying!" I turned away so the rest couldn't see my tears forming in my eyes.
"Now, we KNOW that is not your fault!" Jason said, oddly silent tonight.
"It's almost hopeless for her now! I should have been there for her!"
"Lola, relax. It's okay. Lola?" Jade whispered. I glared at her, tears spilling down my cheeks. I turned and sprinted. I don't know where. But I was leaving these lunatics.
Ryenn was shaking. "Ryenn, are you okay? Please! Don't completely emotionally break down like the rest!" Sammi put her hand on Ryenn's shoulder. She shook violently, pushing up her sleeve. I winced. Long, red marks ran down them. Scars. She sniffed, walked over, and sat down by the blood-stained tree from Kyle and Abby's fight, her back to us. I could hear slight sobbing.
I turned to the old man, Wayne, crossing my arms.
"Any other people's feelings you want to completely shatter?"
"I never intended for this to happen, young man! But if you guys are supposed to beat the OTs and become a team, you need to understand each other," Wayne shrugged.
"Oh, really? And who are these 'OTs'? And why do WE need to beat them? Why should we trust you?" Jade hissed. I smiled at her, and she locked eyes with me.
"She's right, you know!" I said, our eyes never leaving. "Why should we trust you?"
Wayne sighed. "I don't know if you will gain my trust. Ever. I don't expect any less. But what I do want you to do is trust in yourselves."
With that, the crazy old man left.