Chapter 98

Hey, Chica This isn't much, but you need it more than I do. My number is on the back of this. Keep it. You know where we are if you need us. We are your pack. I'll miss you. XXX The tears mist my eyes, my throat swelling so I almost can’t breathe as ache hits me low in the gut and threatens to make me crumble. I push the note back inside quickly, trying to combat it and flick through the cash, mentally counting almost two hundred dollars, and it breaks the wall holding in tears. I slump down onto the floor like a disheveled sack and cry, holding it close to my chest and breaking down. It’s not just for this. It’s for everything. Why did I find my pack now, at a time when I thought I had no other option? Why would the Fates give me something closer to a real home, only to make it unreachable by the tiniest stretch? I have to pull myself together and stop being weak. None of it matters, and it doesn’t change things. I have to get my crap together and stick to what I decided. I have to st