Chapter 42

That's what his father had called me when he was threatening me. More and more reasons to believe he was just like his dad. A monster. The sentence replays over and over in my head. The more I hear it, the angrier I become till my blood boils so badly that I clench my fist that are rested on the table. He notices it, since he glances at me with raised eyebrows. I glare at him in response. He think he can tell me what to do, I think, he think he can control me. It 'causes me to say, "No." My voice is loud and filled with hatred. And it's all pointed at him. It also catches everyone's attention. The conversation between them stop and they all look at me. "What?" Adam's jaw clenches, and I shake my head at him. So much like his father. He's so much like his father. My chair scraps loudly against the marble flooring as I scoot back and stand up, ready to launch off when Adam catches my wrist and holds me in place. "Ronnie, yo