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We can time skip to the next day or whatever, unless you Lorenzo and Cassandra want to have a talk with Ren. Or if either of you want to have a one on one conversation with Ren just drag him out to the hallway or the roof. Or do some sibling bonding.
The reaction from Cassandra was the one he expected from them all. He fully expected them to doubt, but there was nothing to do about it. The only thing he could do would be to prove her wrong. He steeled himself for what was to come, it would be arduous but he would see it through. Not just to overcome his past, but to be able to be there for his friends.

He listened to them banter. Kiddo, wanting them all to come together. Lorenzo, wanting things to be the way they were and trying to joke. And finally Cassandra, solemn, and hopeless, her tone and face suggested the desolation of her feelings. She has to hate me, but I can't let that stop me. I need to make up for this. To her, and to everybody. He gave a weak smile at a few of Lorenzo's lame jokes, and couldn't help thinking of retorts. He kept quiet, even so. It didn't feel right to chip in after that, especially not like a comment about Lorenzo being like a creepy uncle. Definitely not the time for jokes. Not yet anyways.
He listened to them all in turn. Cassandra's words had stung him, but they were true. The other two just wanted everything smoothed out, which was nice. But this apology wasn't for just Cassandra, it was for them all. "Guys, look, I'm not saying you have to forgive me for this. I just want you to know why I acted this way, and to let you know I'll try my best to make up for it. You're all my friends, something that was extremely rare to me before. I don't want to lose you all. Just let me explain." This conversation was a lot harder than expected. He choked up, and paused a few moments to catch his breath. "I did go behind your backs, because in all honesty, I was terrified." He looked down from them, partly from shame, the rest from the memories that entered his head. It'll be okay Ren, I promise. That same sweet voice, emerged in his head, pushing aside the hurtful memories. Just tell them how you feel. He needed to do this.

He looked up, shifting his eyesight to each friend in turn before he spoke,"The only demon I knew of before I came here was my dad. He wasn't a real demon or anything, but he was as close as it got. My mom and I, we were terrified of him. Every night, the same thing would happen. He'd drink, and drink, and drink, until he'd lose himself, then he'd come after one of us." Tears welled up in Ren's eyes as he recalled his past, the memories were painful, but he pushed on. "My mom took most of it, she didn't want to see me get hurt. She was always so kind to me, even with this happening. She'd just tell me to go to my room and play, but I could hear it. It was horrifying. Every night it was the same, until one afternoon, I came home from school and I found her. She was hanging from the ceiling, the cops ruled it suicide. She'd probably had enough of everything. I was honestly glad she got away from the hell we were put through, because when he got home, and he found her. He came at me, with that same look I saw in your eyes today." He said glancing at Lorenzo. "That same rage, that same hatred. He took everything out on me after that. It wasn't too long before protective services took me away from him. I ended up living with my uncle after that. He was still pretty harsh, but no where near my real dad's level. So, that's why I acted so rashly, 'm sorry for comparing you to that, but it just shocked me. I've been trying to forget for so long, and it just got drug back up. I don't expect you to do anything like that at all or anything, it was just so sudden and all that just hit me like a brick. I just didn't know how to react." He looked down again. "Please don't take that the wrong way."
Alright, well I'm about to wrap up this post in the next 30. It's kinda lengthy, lots of explaining.
You guys really don't like friction in the group do you? Haha
Ok! Writing up a post with emotional distress now!
Will post tommorow. It's gonna be deep.
Later!
Waiting for them all to sit down and adjust themselves seemed to take forever. Why am I so nervous? I know what I need to say. Just get on with it Ren. His bargaining didn't make him feel any better. His palms were sweaty, his stomach felt like a pit, and his vision was starting to blur. Why is this happening? Is this really that big of a deal? Another voice entered his head. It was sweet, and fragile, he could feel the warmth radiating from it. Friends are the most important thing you'll have Ren, do everything you can for them and they'll do the same for you. The people you become close with will shape you into the person you'll become. Make sure you find good people, that have warm hearts, then do anything you can to keep them close. The voice was right, that was why he felt so nervous. He was almost losing the people that he cared about, for selfish reasons. His own insecurities were making him distance himself. He knew the problem. He was ready to speak.

He glanced around the room and saw Lorenzo and Cassandra sitting on the same bed, and Kiddo sitting on the other. He pulled a chair inbetween them all, so he could face them equally and make eye contact. He started his speech,"I'm sure you know why I called you all in here. And Cassandra, I'll say what I told your brother outside. I promise I won't be rude, and I won't get on your case. I know everything, well, everything I need to so I won't pry. I just need to share a few things. My personal opinions, and concerns I suppose. And, since I know so much about you all, I feel it's unfair. I'll tell you about myself, we might as well get to know each other better." He flashed them all a smile. "Since we ARE a team."
You gonna beat the crap out of Ren in your room or some shit???
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