CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
Christine Pov.
"Shhh…. that's okay, none of this will reverse whatever s**t he said." Laurel squeezed my shoulders softly.
"It hurts Laurel, I feel like a pack of wickedness causing him so much pain. You need to see the hurt in his eyes. If he had a knife back there, he would have stabbed me."
"Yeah right? Not with his brother and mum right there."
"My dad put him in a mess and he's hurting really bad"
"Well that's true but I think it's because of his dad's health, I heard he fell into a coma" I gasped at her words.
"What?"
"Yeah, it's kind of like taking a troll on him…jeez! What's it with the tears? I'm going to leave you right away if you're going to be pouring rivers of tears." Laurel glared.
"I'm sorry, I'm just feeling so bad for him, he's going through a l
