definitely help replenish what I had spent on clothes and necessities. Whil
ith Darren. The moment I walked through the front door, I knew he was completely drunk. H
en?" he spat, struggling to
my eyes, knowing it would only anger him more. I turned to head upstairs
as he stood. "You were out whorin
mber that Lauren made me pay for everything myself. I didn't have time to
up the stairs. His hand wrapped around my wrist and ya
few times he had gotten this close weren't pretty. Darren was a
yanked me closer, and I nearly gagged at the sight of his sweat-stained sh
er and body odor. His grip tightened around my
f pain, releasing my wrist. I could hear his drunken yelling as I ran to my bedroom and slamm
harder than others, but it would all be worth it when I left this place. Over the years, I had lost hope th
oor open and Lauren come inside. Only then did I pull myself off the bed and
ound him. It was exhausting and left me in a perpetual state of paranoia.
ool. I put on one of the outfits I had recently bought-a pair of skinny jeans and an off-shoulder
gnments. My next class, however, was the one I worried about. Kieran's comment about cologne at the r
rt, while Ethan sported a simple black t-shirt. They sat at our usual table, only this time Ethan was across from Kieran. I grimac
I averted my eyes from the sinfully attractive tw
y ear. A shudder wracked through my body, and Ethan snickered. I clamped my lips shut and igno
der and tickled my collarbone. I sucked in a sharp breath a
d, keeping my ga
nd the urge to look became overwhelming. My eyes flickere
hey chose me to pick on. Second, they wanted a reaction from m
" Ethan grinned, his thick fingers
ring hand retreated, and I rifled through my binder to find our project. After hand
en. "Where's that feisty little attitude, doll?" he
ir nonsense. Whether they got off on acting this
an's hand traveled where it shouldn't. At one point, he tugged playfully on a
class. When he wasn't staring at me, he was glaring at his brother. I swore I could s