As soon as Xander reached home all he wanted to do was engulf her in his embrace but something wasn't right.
He hurriedly walked into his house and towards his room, unlocking it he was met with an empty room. "f**k!" He cussed loudly while looking at the bed that had moved from its place, a cloth was tied to its foot which was going out of the window. Running there he gazed out of the window only to cuss one more time when he noticed how short that shitty rope was, he pulled that thing back inside the room from the window and stared at the ruined form of his shirts.
Has she lost her mind?
Within a few minutes, he was driving towards her house in his car. His eyes landed on his bruised knuckles, he had placed Jack's bruised body back in his car and left him there. Someone would've proba
