Chapter Thirteen
Ava
Two days later.
“Yes, Henry!” Mom shouted, and I jumped out of bed for the second day in a row and ran to the bathroom to get dressed and leave. Since the robbery, I’d stayed at their house and commuted to work, but now, I was for sure going back home. I thought they’d slow down with that mess while I was here, but come to find out, my parents got it in every chance they got.
“Oh, Jamie!” Dad growled.
“I need a therapist.” I rushed to wash my face and brush my teeth. I turned to get the shower water on, went back to the radio in the corner, and turned it up to drown out the noise and prayed they got the hint to stop.
Bang! Bang!
A loud knock from upstairs hit the wall, and I knew it was time to just leave the house and not even worry about a shower.
“f**k this.
