“Once again, Drew’s gonna kill you for bringing me here.” I spoke in a small voice as I followed behind Scott into the now familiar dingy and loud basement.
Scott was holding my hand, his eyes set ahead of him.
“Drew can kiss my ass. You’re my little sister too and there’s no way I was gonna leave you alone after that.”
He let out a breath and turned to face me placing his hands on my shoulders.
“Are you okay?”
The honest answer was, no.
I had cried into his chest for a good ten minutes.
I had thought moving in with Drew could erase all the horrors I had endured living with my father. But turns out certain ghosts lingered.
I nodded at him. “I’m fine.”
It was a straight up lie but I didn’t want him worrying.
Scott sighed, his brows furrowing in concern. “Mia, you have to tell Dre
