TWO DAYS LATER.

It hurt so bad.

So bad.

He'd tried so hard to stop the pain, but it was useless.

Ethan was standing at the edge of the cliff, the wind howling around him as he looked down at the jagged rocks below. He had tried to tell himself that he wasn't angry, that he was happy, having discovered that Lia and Nolan were his real enemies but that was the thing about denial. It faded and soon you  were met with the crippling realisation of what you have done. 

That was what he felt. It had slipped into him and ravaged his head. He suddenly felt so jumpy...