I HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME

#Chapter15 I HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME

/"What in the name of all holy things is that?/" was the first thing I heard later that day when I got home. I turned around and raised an eyebrow at my brother who was looking at me with fury written all over his face.

‘’What?’’

/"Don't play dumb./" She walked over to me and pulled down the sleeve of my dress sharply revealing the plastic wrap Chris had put over my tattoo to protect it. /"What the hell is wrong with you?!/" Haven't I taught you anything? You are always so stupid and reckless! I can't fucking believe you did this Brooklyn.

/"And what the hell do you care?!/" If I remember correctly I'm nineteen and you're not my father Stop meddling in my life for once! I pushed him to walk to my room but he immediately grabbed my arm tightly and continued yelling in my face.