I got dressed with help from Dallas unfortunately and I didn't want to look at him at all. As he carried me to the car I didn't want to be in his arms at all.
"you hungry sweetheart?",he asked and all I did was nod. I didn't want to talk or be around him but last night he forced me in his arms to hold me.
His frustrated sigh was all I heard as he wheeled me out after receiving my walking papers. Once at the car he lifted me up and put me in the truck gently.
"I'm stopping to get us take out then we will go home and talk",he said after getting in. He drove up and I could tell he was mad but I could careless if he was mad. They ignored us for months and expected us to what sit there and be all loving and nice when they decided to come back. They let girls in the gang after all that s**t w
