*TW: homophobic language*
AVERY sat there. She didn’t know how long. There was a tapping noise. She looked down. Oh. Those were her fingers. She was shaking.
She turned, leaning her back against the door. Her eyes landed on the bed. There was still a small dent where Jamie had been sitting.
Jamie.
What was going on?
She took in a deep breath, wiping her tears furiously. And shouted again. “Let me out! Let me—” She couldn’t stop her voice from cracking, couldn’t stop her sobs from coming out. She needed to know what was happening to her cousin, and she couldn’t stop herself from crying long enough to ask.
How pathetic.
“Jayden!” She shouted. “Jace! Aunt Stacy!”
It didn’t take long for footsteps to come stomping up to her room. Or—clicking, really. Heels. It was Stacy, finally, come
