The coldness of the middle of September was occurring, as Kylan tightened his windbreaker around his shoulders and slowly marched towards Ella's vehicle. The weekend had been atrocious, and although him and his father had a long way to go before being reconciled, he was allowed back in the home. However, there was such a deep hole in his heart, that he knew was going to take a while before it would heal once again. The words his father had jabbed had been series of harsh realities he was forced to face. His father was ashamed of him for being who he wanted to be, and also had a bit of hate for Kylan being his son.
Another occurrence that made his heart clench was what he had spat to Jonah, whom he was not too sure could forgive him. He had been insanely emotional at the moment, and spent
