Chapter 90“Mom, I’m so sorry,” I say.
“Instead he hit the wall, and he was drunk, Kyrah. The rich boy was drunk! Didn’t I tell you that boy was trouble? Well I showed him that I wasn’t just an ordinary mom. He’s an asshole, I don’t understand what you even see in him. Are you after his money?” she questions and I gasp.
“No, mom, no! Look, everything is okay. We’ll be back tomorrow. Forget about Blake.” I can feel my blood boiling when I remember his mother’s face.
Scott’s eyes go wide when I mention Blake.
“Okay, honey. Stay safe and say hi to everyone,” she says and hangs up and I sigh for the hundredth time.
“My mom said hi and… Blake was at our house and he almost hit her, he came drunk… again,” I blow air out of my mouth.
“What?!” Scott’s eyes go even wider.
“I know.”
“What was
