Can I join now?

Exactly!

It's pretty short tho, I might have to put the first two chapters together.

 Tragic backstory unlocked!

                                                                  Chapter 2

                                                                      Aiden

I'm sitting on my parents' couch, the one I remember falling asleep on so many times, as I look at my parents. My mom is pacing, and my dad is tapping his foot on the rug, which he only does when he's nervous. The air is so thick it's hard to breathe; it's so different from our usual chatter about my photography or my next hiking trip.

"Aiden, we know how much you love your photography...," my mom said, "But we also know how you plan to move to Canada next spring, and we have already told you we don't want you to leave." Are we really gonna do this again? I'll move to Canada whether they like it or not. I already have a whole list of places I'm going to take pictures of, Niagara Falls, Moraine Lake. I don't want to have this conversation anymore.

But, then again, maybe they're talking about something else, because I've never seen them this nervous before. "Um... we arranged for you to... meet someone?" She said it like it was a question, "Meet someone?" I asked, "Um.. Yeah.. Uh.. Babe, tell him." My mom whispered to my dad, "What? I thought you said..." My dad whispered, he looked at my mom and then looked back at me, "Aiden, we arranged for you to... marry.. someone." He said slowly, like he was trying to soften the blow.

"Marry someone? Wow. You really couldn't let me have a life, could you?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Aiden," My dad started. "This is a chance for a stable future. We've been so worried about you moving away, and this is how we can make sure you'll stay safe." He said. "Your brother... we lost him too early, we can't lose you, too. This will keep you here, with us, so we can protect you." My mom added.

"Protect me? You're trapping me! You're taking away my life because you couldn't save his!" As soon as I said it, I realized what I said. I just broke through something that’s been a touchy subject in our house for over a decade. Crap. 

My mom looked at me, her breath shaky, tears welling up in her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. My dad looked at me and said, "You are staying here and that's final." I grabbed my phone and walked back up to my room. I'm still mad about it, but I know I went too far.

Once in my room, I collapse on my bed. What am I gonna do James? I think, looking for help from my brother. I just broke the one rule we had, the one thing we never talk about. They don't hear me, James. They don't see that I'm not you. My dreams of Canada, of traveling with my camera, of finally being my own person… they just see them as more ways for them to lose me. Just like they lost you.

I know the last one is from  The Grinch Who Stole Christmas by marcalmichael