Chapter Twenty
Ella
Waking up at one in the morning, I heard Kyle as he careened down the hallway, hitting the walls on either side. Jumping out of bed, I ran to the door, throwing it open. “What happened?”
He stopped and turned slowly to face me. His drooping eyes assured me that he was hammered. He put one finger to his lips. “Shh. Don’t wake up Dad. He’ll holler if he finds out how late I’m getting in.”
“Okay,” I whispered. “But what happened with Tyrell?”
“Don’t you worry one bit about him, baby sister. I’ve got it all taken care of. He’s not going to hurt you.” He turned away from me and lurched down the hall until he got to his room.
What did he mean? It didn’t make a lot of sense! Slipping back into bed, I thought about Kyle’s face. It looked puffy in places.
Did they get int
