Teen drama

on’t you fucking dare sit there and act like you’re doing me any fucking favors by having me come back to m

and level, and we all jump in fright at the sudden bang. I drop my fork on the f

t along and play happy fucking families? NO! I did not!..... Maybe if you all butted out of my life and left me alone to get through the remainder of school, we wouldn

o cage his fiery son, like always. The rest of us are sitting staring at our hands with clamped shut mouth

n her own while you were over here playing daddy to little miss

nce tempers fully kick in. My mom doesn’t know how to back down, and Dane is not the type to storm out of a fight. He takes it head-on and has to have

y turn to butt in, sliding back my chair, heart hammering in my chest like

o her, and then shove

want to talk to my dad more than ever because living here has become so shitty I would even consider staying with him for a little while in New York. Even

one place. I don’t need this stress in my

r.” Elisa rubs my arm as she moves close to whisper at me as we march out of the dining room and head for the hall w

I know it’s short-lived. I can almost taste the static in the air, and the ten

yone…….” I start to warn him as we slide out of the room and close the door b

e.” He lifts his hand and crosses his fingers, making a juvenile

ter

ecause I hung out at hers for a while to pass the time and give my so-called family a chance to get over their current fight. Elisa made me dinner, and we avoided all t

nto that rumpled, badass casual he prefers. Light ripped jeans, a white Tee under an open check shirt with graffiti embroidery across a shoulder and one side. His hair is freshly ruffled, and he’s sporting all the metal he usually wears in his face a

flated with a blank expression. Just the mere sight of him annoys me, and I exhal

rning his head to the opposing side with a look of ‘this is all I need.’ It makes me grit my teeth. He shifts from walking centra

good five-foot gap now, focusing on the house's lights ahead

e you for a coward who mumbles.” He snaps at me, temper riled fr