Ellen POV
I picked up my backpack. I organized my clothes to be ready if I were to leave at any time.
"Where are you going? Do you have a destination?" Axl asked, who had followed me to my room.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe I'm going to Poland's house for the day," I replied.
"And then?"
I didn't want to answer Axl's question because I didn't have an answer.
"I am sorry, Axl. Can you not ask?"
"You never fought your dad before. And now you're out of the house with nowhere to go. You have no one in Denver but your family. You better go back and apologize to your dad." Axl advised me.
"No!" I quickly refused. I straightened my clothes and put on my backpack.
Axl approached me and pulled my bag so that it fell to the floor.
"What are you doing!" I squealed.
"You can't do this." Alex
