He still wouldn't talk. He knew I was right.
                          
Cole's POV
                          
Emily is dumber than I thought if she thinks she can talk me out of going to kill that son of a Bitch, Zac. He deserves to die. We all do truth be told. 
                          
I could not talk back to her. All she would do is hit me with reason. I didn't care if she was right, I was going to take Zac's life and that was final.
                          
"What are you going to do to him? Just walk in there and what? Shoot him? Stab him? Choke him? Hmm?" Emily was getting sarcastic with me. It made me even angrier. She should watch her tone.
                          
"I thought you wanted to be better than this. Better than Zac. If you go to kill him you're going to become him!" 
                          
I continued to look in her eyes. They looked soft. Compassionate. Different than any others I've ever looked into. My mother's eye always looked frightened. Faith's eyes looked angry. 
                          
Was I stupid to believe Emily might care about my well being? Did she want to help me? Or was she only trying to keep me around so I could help her?
                          
Emily's POV
                          
"Is this what your mother would want?" I asked with a bit of a mocking tone. 
                          
Wrong move.
                          
His eyes snapped to the ground and looked me up and down.
                          
With one huff he took a step closer. 
                          
"Don't say another word." I clearly hit a nerve.
                          
"You know I'm right." I breathed into his face.
                          
"You're not right. You don't know anything." Cole took another step towards me causing me to back up. 
                          
He turned his body making me turn mine the opposite way. We ended up switching places. Cole's back was now turned to the front door. 
                          
"If you think for one second I need some random girl to tell me right from wrong you are letting your stubbornness get to your head." He spat at me. 
                          
He kept taking steps towards me, I took steps back. I clenched my hands. I needed to knock some sense into this boy. Sure, it was mainly for myself. I needed Cole to get out of these words, if he left there is a big chance he won't come back. Even if he did kill Zac I'm sure the other boys would retaliate.
                          
He seemed caught off guard as I stopped walking back.
                          
"You obviously need someone to tell you right from wrong. If you think going off and KILLING someone is okay just because you're angry you are letting Zac get to your head. Are you really going to let him do that to you?"
                          
"I'm killing him! If anything that's showing him that he should have never messed with me and made that deal with you!" He sounded more stupid with every word that came out of this mouth that defended him murdering someone.
                          
"If you're not going to at least try to be a good person for yourself..do it for your mom! If you go and kill Zac there is NO going back. That's it. You want to be a good person? You want to redeem yourself, Cole?! Let this go!" I pushed him back with the tips of my fingers and watched as his face lit up with fire.
                          
He lunged towards me and grabbed the back of my head with one of his hands. My hair now balled up in it.
                          
"If there's no going back then maybe I should just kill you too." My angry face faded. 
                          
"Go ahead." I looked him deeply in the eyes.
                          
Cole's eyes looked from me and then behind me.
                          
"What do I have to live for?" I asked. 
                          
I knew he was taking a glance to Katie's body behind me.
                          
He looked back to me.
                          
His grip released my hair. 
                          
Cole walked to the front door.
                          
"Cole!" 
                          
He stopped. Could I make him stay? Should I just let him leave?
                          
"Please. Don't leave." I pleaded.
                          
"It's not fair." He whispered.
                          
"What?" I asked making sure I heard him correctly.
                          
"It's not....fair." He breathed out.
                          
"What's not fair?" I asked.
                          
"Zac can do whatever he wants. He chose this life. He doesn't feel guilty for anything. And me...I had no option. This is all I've known and yet I feel so guilty. All. The. Time." 
                          
I didn't know what to say.
                          
"I don't want this. I never wanted this." A sob escaped Cole's mouth.
                          
Was he....crying?
                          
They continued. One after another. Oh shit.
                          
He turned to me and looked to the fire. His eyes were red, tears left them quite rapidly.
                          
I was confused for sure. I walked over to him and watched his eyes shake with sadness as they looked into mine.
                          
"It's not fair." He whispered broken. 
                          
He was broken. Cole was broken. Was this real?
                          
I was to say the least, uncomfortable. Was I suppose to help him calm down? This is the same guy who just threatened to kill me not even a minute ago...and now he's crying.
                          
I did the only thing I could think of. I didn't want Cole to leave, I needed him. He needed to calm down and be in a good mind set to even want  to help me. I needed to do this.
                          
I stepped closer to him and with one big sweep of my arms...I hugged him.