AKIN
The door opened to my mum's face, she looked confused as she stared at me from head to toe. I must make quite a sight, I'm sure. With my sweaty face, blue shirt stained crimson, skinned knee with dried blood on it, I could already guess the questions going through her mind.
Not to mention, the bloody girl with her head on my shoulder, still sleeping.
Surprisingly, she didn't utter a word, she just stepped aside and let me through the door. I walked straight into the living room and placed Tara on the couch. Her body laid limply on the couch, her legs splayed wide, mouth open slightly, emitting soft snores.
"Is dad home?" I asked tiredly, facing my mum. My body ached from all the emotional stress I'd gone through today. It seems there were just problems back to back, I couldn't ge
