"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING ? " I heard a hysterical woman screech.
We were in the kitchen drinking homemade lemonade mum had poured us and talking about our classes. We all looked to the open window in the kitchen, then a loud bang happened and Toby jumped up from his stool and ran to the window. His shoulders were stiff as he gripped the counter side. His knuckles went white. " f**k " he hisses under his breath, and Dean jumped up to look over his shoulder at what was going off.
I get up and go to the other window in the kitchen and watch in horror as Trent walks away from the house, his fists balled, and his mum throws an empty bottle of beer towards him. It misses and hits the curb, smashing the glass all over.
" TO GO F*CKING GET HIM " Trent shouts back. He doesn't even look
