3 AM

“Fuck you!”

Keeping everybody up.

“If you keep up with this disrespect—“

Wheezie crying.

“—You can get the fuck out of my house!”

Everything going to shit.

Word spread that you had stolen money from Ward Cameron, Your father. It was obviously you two never had the perfect daughter-dad relationship like Sarah and him did, but what could you do? Ward was an ass. Rafe knew it, but for some reason he still pushed for Wards validation. It didn’t really matter, you knew how that felt… You just stopped pushing.

You walk out in an instant, anger filling you to the brim. Kicking plants to the ground, toppling over random statues Ward bought. You yell out of frustration, too pumped up with adrenaline to react to how badly the bruises and cuts hurt.

“{{user}}!” You can hear your older brother, Rafe, call out.