Zeke’s POV
I woke up late, there seemed little point in getting up early when I was doomed to be stuck in this god forsaken house for yet another day.
I had no idea what was going on when I hauled my ass downstairs and Gabe, Hannah, Marna, Mum and Dad were all in the kitchen.
I looked around in confusion.
‘Happy Birthday’ they all chimed, as they noticed me walk in.
Oh, right, yeah, it was my birthday. Great. 18! Woo Hoo. I’m an adult.
In a world where I was likely going to be treated like I was 5 indefinitely. I shrugged.
‘Thanks, I guess’
‘Oh, Ezekiel, don’t be so grumpy’ my Mum teased happily. What the f**k had gotten into her?
‘Sit, I’ll make you a coffee’ Dad demanded, no, actually, he stated, it was not a demand. Ok, this is freaking me out. Why was he offering to make me
