ELEVEN.

You don't look good; what's going on?” Jaxon asked casually, walking to his big sister's room. She had spent almost two weeks at her parent's house with the excuse that she missed them, and they all knew it was a lie because she always came home when something was bothering her.

“ I'm fine, Jax," she said, trying to dry her eyes.

"Aly, I know you more than anyone else in this family. What did Zac do this time around? Does he need some ass-whooping?” Jaxon clenched his fists.

“ We broke things off; I left him.” She swallowed hard, recalling how messy the conversation between herself and Zac went and the harsh words he used on her.

How did I end up with someone like that?

“ That's good news, Aly; he didn't deserve you; he doesn't deserve you, and he will never deserve you. It was best that you ended things before the verbal abuse turned physical.” He consoled her.

“ Jax I loved him, and I think I still do," she trailed off.

“ I know you do, but Aly, you've got to move on. I'll be