The day I had been dreading for a while was the day I went back to school; I never liked school, but I liked it more than being at home because the bullying was nothing compared to the pain Steve put me through. I walked through the doors, my hand in brass. Everyone stopped and stared, making me more uncomfortable than I already was.
Nat came rushing up to me, throwing her arms around me. “Oh, I've missed you so much,” she said in a chirpy voice that pierced straight through my ears. She let me go holding me at arm's length. “Dad is pissed that you haven’t been home.”
My heart skipped a beat at Nat's words, but I forced a smile. "I’ve been dealing with some stuff. You know how it is."
Brax squeezed my hand reassuringly.
Nat's eyes shifted to Brax for a second before they came back to
