Chapter31: 31

SHOW ME WHAT’S MINE JAMIE   “What the hell is going on with you, Jamie?” my dad yells, his face growing redder with each passing second.  I briefly think about giving him attitude, but I've never seen him this angry, and I'm actually worried he might have a heart attack, so I shrug my shoulders and try to make myself smaller. The cans of spray paint are screaming my guilt no matter how innocent I try to make myself look.  “You ruined our neighbor’s garage door with your graffiti,” he screams at me. “How the hell am I supposed to face him tomorrow?” At the mention of Mr. Foster, I jerk my head up in anger. “That fucker deserved it,” I yell before I can stop myself.  My dad looks at me like I've smacked him. “I don't know what has gotten into you.” His once broad shoulders sag with the weight of all the stress I've put him through. Ever since my mom died, I've kind of been a handful. My last year of high school was a nightmare for the both of us, and things haven't gotten any better sinc