Ivy
I pace the length of the kitchen, arms crossed so tightly I can feel my nails biting into my skin. Jaxon and I had been one sharp word away from ripping into each other again until Cole's clipped "What's going on?" cut through the tension. Now all three of them are blocking me in with their stubborn faces, and I'm seconds away from losing it.
I glare into their stupid faces but it doesn't seem to make a difference. I turn away, not wanting to see them anymore, or for them to see the tears threatening to well up in my eyes. They don't care about anyone but themselves, and I am not f*****g dealing with it anymore.
"You don't get it," I snap, my voice shaking as I spin on my heel to glare at them. "I have to work. If I don't, I can't afford books. If I'm not in the dorms, I
