I didn't see Damien for days after that threat. Not even in school, and he was mostly absent in the classes we shared. I felt that he was okay but choosed to avoid me, because Flynn didn't speak ill of him anymore and it just seemed like he'd ceased to exist to my stepfather. Mother no longer prodded me on getting along with him, neither did Liam come home any more than my stepbrother did. I was the only one worried about keeping the family together, and acting like an ideal child even though I wanted a different life for myself.
On the third day, which was a Wednesday to be precise, I texted Giordan to ask if I could come over. He wasn't in school that day, and I was worried that perhaps he'd fallen sick. When my two texts on w******p were still unread by four thirty, I put a dial across
