"I won't," I answer, the words coming quiet but without any hesitation at all, promising before I can even think why. I didn't get that luxury, spilling my guts to every fucking asshole who'd listen, only hours after I left our hut -- our home. Then, after that, there was no reason to keep the secret. Everybody on the whole fucking island seemed to know within a few days.

It sucked. It really fucking sucked, in a situation that was pretty fucking shitty all on it's own.

"When?"