Will shook his head. Tuck wouldn't know everything Will had been through. He hadn't been there, they hadn't yet talked about it, and Tuck had been through his own shit. Will already knew he was the problem child out of the two of them.
But now his head hurt and he was still so exhausted, but the adrenaline that coursed through him had him on edge. He sagged with a sigh. "You couldn't help it," he said. "It was my fault to begin with."