"What the actual f**k brother?" Kaeleb bellows as Sabella and her family leave my office. Yeah. What the actual f**k. I run my hand over my face wishing like hell I could rewind and take back the last 15 minutes. More specifically the part where I opened my dumbass mouth and accused Sabella of manipulating me. Because just like when I said we needed to kill her, I didn't mean it. As soon as I said it I knew it was a lie. But f**k. Emily. As a ghost. Spirit? Whatever. She's attached to me. f*****g Sara. I grab the glass I had been drinking from while talking to Sabella and throw it at the door to explode into a million pieces. Everyone jumps.
Marcel clears his throat "Uh Draco? Can you explain what the hell just happened?" If more glasses were in reach they'd be joining the shattered one.
