Xander was shaking as he went outside into the backyard; he felt lik he was losing the battle. No! NO! He ran, and dind't care where he was going. He just ran. Had he been paying attention to whre he was going, he'd realize he was heading for the woods in the back.
"No. The sole reason he wants to be with you is cuz I like you. He made the moves on you out of nothing but spite, and I'm not sure I want someone like that as a brother. He might even kill me next time."
"He doesn't like you in that way. If you were with him, he'd get bored with you and dump you eventually, cuz he only wants you so I can't be with you."
Eventually, the pain grew to be too much, and he couldn't hit the stupid tree any longer. He slumped forward and cried. What was going on within him, what was wrong with him?