JAXSON'S POV
The door swung open so hard it cracked against the wall. I stood in the doorway, my mouth wide open, trying to make sense of what I was looking at. Lily was curled up on Clara's bed, tucked under her arm, her small face pressed into that same disgusting oversized shirt Clara always slept in. She was fast asleep, not missing, not hurt.
For one second, I felt relieved that she was okay. Then something else took over, something uglier, something I couldn't explain even to myself.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" I roared.
Clara jolted awake immediately, her eyes flying open with panic. Lily stirred against her but didn't wake, just made a small sound and burrowed deeper into her side.
"HOW DARE YOU, CLARA? You wrapped your fat, disgusting self around my sister?" I spat, stepping int
