**TRIGGER WARNING**
**The following chapter has scenes of abuse and may not be to everyone’s taste. Please read with caution**
I walked up to the front door but I already knew that I wasn’t going to go in that way.
Firstly, I had no idea where my house key had gone after my eventful night out and secondly, the door opened up straight into the living room and my dad was likely passed out on the sofa, it was just far too risky. I threw a look over my shoulder checking to see if Caleb was watching me but he still looked to be distracted by Sam. I didn’t want to dwell too much on that either, there was something really weird going on and the only way to find out would be to go back to Caleb’s, which didn’t seem like such a good idea.
But we belong with him, the other me whined in my head.
