CHAPTER 18

  Drake asks, I had almost forgotten he was there I was so pissed

  “I just do! Please just take my word for it! I can’t tell you right now”

  I growl, pushing her into the back of my mind and I slam an invisible door in her damn face. Pissed at her as I stomped straight over to the bag Fiona got me.

  I grab some jeans, a vest top, with a grey cardigan and long knee high boots. Tears sting my eyes as they fall down my cheek.

  I didn’t know how to deal with it all. It was all too confusing and I couldn’t figure it out.

  Did he care or did he not? Did my dad love me or not? Why did he put me in his will? Why would he beat me? Why would he try to kill me? What had I done that was so fucking bad that I deserved all of this. That I deserved to suffer at his hand my entire life then I find out he cared! How is it even possible to love someone and hate someone so much.