"Let's just say it wasn't the best summer in the world." They were persistent.

"Ash, what happened?"

"Let's just leave it at pain, and there are now blood stains on my carpet. Are we done?" I said it as if it was nothing.

"Wait, what? Blood stains? Ash..." Freedom looked at me with an expression of worry.

"Please, I really don't want to talk about it. When I am, I'm going to tell you first. I promise."