Zane
I slept like s**t most of the night, tossing and turning as nightmares haunted me as if I was experiencing them all over again.
"Come on, Zane." She giggled. "What's the big deal? Touch me."
"I'm busy." I yawned and snagged my AP Psych book in an attempt to put some distance between me and Cassie, just another girl in a blur of girls whose only goal in life was to get me to jump between her thighs.
But I didn't have time for that life.
I ran the entire way to the house I'd been living in for the past three months. Rejection heated my face as I ducked and tried to run up the stairs.
"Zane!" Mrs. Angel shouted my name with glee. "I've been waiting for you."
Great.
When wasn't she waiting for me?
"Come have a snack!"
"I ate."
Silence and then. "I provide a roof over your head,
