/Chris POV/
I have been pretty uneasy since what mom told me and it made unusual strength course through me, after a while of repeated sit-ups, I stood and flex then tore off my shirt and started to wrap it around my knuckles, I was now in a blank tank up and grey shorts that reached my ankles. There are so many things my father still hadn’t figure out about me. I tore part of the bedsheets and wrapped it around my torso to keep my wound intact then I pretend to go back to bed because I knew they were watching me, but under the blankets, I put on the earbuds I had kept inside the shorts I had under my pants, then I waited for the connection to establish so I could talk to my over them.
“Chris, are you there?” Leo’s voice came in through the buds and I sighed.
“Yeah” I replied almost imm
