Chapter 8 Mess Up

• Elena
• I’m in my car, reversing fast to get the fuck out of here. I don’t care if Ella’s in the car, I’m silently crying as the darkness covers the tears on my cheek. She won’t see me crying. I don’t care if it’s those devilish Quads’ party, I need to go. I’m in the mood to drink my life to a stop.
• Ella didn’t finish with her make up before I drag her out of the house, because one more moment spent there tonight, I’m afraid what the outcome would be. She’s finishing her make up as I start the car.